Today on Food on Fridays I offer a followup our celebrations for National Doughnut Day 2016, along with a little something extra.
First, though, I should note that while my original sources online for June 3rd spelled the delicacy in question as “doughnut”, the official poster spells it as “donut”:
NDD2016 Poster
Of course, “donut’ is the accepted spelling for doughnuts with holes in Germany (to distinguish them from proper German Berliner doughnuts), so maybe that spelling has now been adopted world-wide as the “traditional” spelling for these things, even back in their homeland in the U.S.
Anyway, to celebrate the day, Chris and I split the following types of do(ugh)nuts:
Maple-Glazed Do(ugh)nut, Santa Barbara, NDD2016
Butternut Do(ugh)nut, Santa Barbara, NDD2016
Chocolate-Glazed Do(ugh)nut, Santa Barbara, NDD2016
Acceptable as examples of their do(ugh)nut genres, they weren’t exciting enough to prompt ideas of going back to that particular shop anytime soon. Probably just as well – it’s only a few blocks from our vacation apartment here in Santa Barbara.
On the opposite end of the food scale, Chris and I set off the next morning to check out the extensive Santa Barbara farmer’s market. It was filled with stand after stand of delicious fresh fruits and vegetables, and I sampled a bunch of peaches, oranges, etc. before settling on which ones buy. It’s been great all week having some really wonderfully tasting fresh fruits and vegetables to enjoy.
Last Saturday, after our purchases at the farmer’s market were all finished, Chris looked across the street and spotted a sign for something we just couldn’t pass up: a cafe that made fresh cinnamon rolls. Cinnamon rolls as a pastry is not something that you find in Italy or Germany, or at least not in the parts where we lived (or looked). So, it was a treat to find a place that offered a freshly made cinnamon roll:
Cinnamon Roll, Santa Barbara
It was good, but in the end not all that spectacular. Although it was better than the coffee we got at that same place. Of course, the cafe bills itself as having “Australian style” coffee which, as far as I can tell, involved assigning different meanings to standard Italian terms for coffee drinks, mostly involving making all the drinks bigger in size. I’m not sure if that is what “Australian coffee” really is, but that was the impression we were left with.
Anyway, our plans for tomorrow are to visit the farmer’s market again for some more of that great fruit like we got last week.
That’s not to say that we’ll necessarily be entirely healthy, of course. You see, there are also stands that sell homemade pies. Including rhubarb, which is CC’s particular favorite. In the interest of full disclosure, I should admit that we actually did try a small one of those pies last week, and it wasn’t bad. But since I forgot to take a photo of it, we may just have to get another one tomorrow… just so I can take a photo for the blog, of course.
Stay tuned. 