The MAGIC is in the HOLE!

As a longtime fan of the CBS reality series "The Amazing Race," I was quite excited last season when the contestants' final destination city was right here in Portland. As they raced for clues, Emily and I recognized most of the landmarks. Then, the racers had to find a clue hidden by one of the food cart pods right in front of Emily's school on SW 10th street between Alder and Washington. They found the clue, but where would it take them? (hint: watch this video)



Ah ha... Voodoo Doughnut.

Now, when we watched this episode, we had never heard of Voodoo Doughnut; but, Emily and I are from Eugene and Hermiston, respectively, so I suppose that's OK. Though, we did see Ben Lee play at Berbati's Pan, which is Voodoo Doughnut's immediate next door neighbor. They actually are only separated by a wall; They're so close, in fact, if they were siblings, they'd be conjoined twins.

Anyhow, we'd never been there, but had heard from several friends that we should totally check it out. So, earlier this week, I headed downtown to the PCPA Box Office to buy tickets to see "Wicked" at the Keller Auditorium in April. After I was done, I decided to head down there and grab some confections to bring home (Em loves anything with sugar, so I knew she'd be a fan.).

Their selection is quite diverse... and some of it is just plain weird (a maple bar with bacon on top?!?). Here's what I ended up buying:


This is the shop's signature item, the Voodoo Doll Doughnut. A chocolate bar injected with raspberry filling, it's delicious!!



This one's called the "Old Dirty Bastard." Actually, I think it's just called "Dirt" on the Voodoo Doughnut Web site, but the woman at the register called it ODB. It was good regardless of its name.


This little guy is called the "Portland Creme." Emily said it was fantastic!


Sadly, the Voodoo Doll wandered into a bad part of the ShepAlder house... and well, we're still waiting for the results from the "CSI: ShepAlder's Kitchen" team. Our prayers go out to his wife and little Voodoo Doll kids.

One last thing: While I was in there, a woman from Hawaii came in and asked if we knew how to get to Sonic. The woman at the counter assured her that there wasn't one nearby... but, luckily for the Aloha State lady, there was a Sonic fanatic in her midst. She'd seen the commercials and wanted to try it out (as they are apparently not blessed with them in Hawaii), so I directed her to the only Sonic in the Portland-metro area over in Hillsboro.

The woman at the counter told her she should try Burgerville, but I told the woman that lots of people are willing to drive out of there way to go to Sonic (see: Josh and Emily driving in California whilst furiously searching through the "Exit Points of Interets" on their GPS). I was glad I could help.