By Matthew Yglesias
A colleague at my day job reminds me that today is National Doughnut Day, an event that surely any decent food blog ought to cover. It seems to me that a vicious argument about doughnuts would be the appropriate way to mark the occasion. But I find myself really lacking strong feelings about the doughnut. I do, however, have extremely vivid memories of when Krispy Kreme first hit New York City. There was an outlet on 8th Street not far from where I grew up, and the stuff hit Manhattan like crack. For a while, all anyone—teen or adult—would talk about was these delicious doughnuts brought up to the city from Dixie. Then soon enough the enthusiasm faded and everyone, myself included, went back to basically not caring about doughnuts. Then it was off to college in scenic greater Boston where Dunkin’ Donuts seems to account for 30 percent of total retail space.
Fun fact: In Barcelona, it’s called Dunkin’ Coffee.