

If you're wondering what the title has to do with doughnuts, I would not have been treated to this lovely pastry if it hadn't been for my pup. I was walking along a main street when my dog stopped dead, looked into a shop doorway, and wagged her tail excitedly. She had seen my neighbor who, unbeknownst to me, works there. Neighbor kindly treated me to a doughnut. And the rest is history, and so is the doughnut now, by the way..