On our way North Saturday we decided to pit stop at a new donut shop in the city. Small, and tucked away on Hubbard street we drove past it once. On our second pass we saw the signage and couldn’t believe we missed it the first time. Cool store front right?
Despite our assurances that we’d most likely rip into them the moment we left the store they still tied our box with baking twine, and it’s a small design touch I appreciate. But the beauty outside was nothing compared to what was inside the box…
Yes please. We ordered 6 donuts for 2 people and a toddler. My only defense is one of us is pregnant and could not make up her mind. Clockwise from top left; Valrhona Chocolate Iced, Chocolate Hazelnut Long John, Maple Glazed Pineapple & Bacon, Lemon Verbena Meringue, Butterscotch Praline, and Coconut Cream. The Valrhona chocolate took chocolate glaze to another level. The filling on the butterscotch praline reminded me of the real from scratch pudding my grandpa used to make. But my favorite, surprise to me, was the coconut cream. The only cake donut in the box, the cake was moist with a good crumb, and the coconut cream was sweet but not cloyingly so.
Because they don’t have seating at Firecakes you’re going to have to get creative about where you eat. I suppose you could politely wait until you get home, or head to a park, but we Eisenbergs had that box open as soon as we got to our parked car. We stuffed our faces in the front seat of my Prius. And it was good.
Henry was pretty excited about this new food, donut. He had a hard time understanding though that donuts are a special occasion treat, and that he wasn’t going to get to eat the whole box, that we were in fact saving some for later. We had a pretty angry guy on our hands actually, when we were done with breakfast.
But anyone who has ever given their toddler a cookie knows what I mean when I say it was worth it. Everybody loves donuts.