I’m sure you all know by now how much I love doughnuts. I sought out the famous Holy Donut in Portland, Maine, and can’t believe I didn’t do the same in San Francisco, or Harrisburg (but those whoopie pies!), or Burlington.
No use looking back! I’m in Seattle and so of course I had to sample Top Pot Doughnuts. “where patrons could slow down and savor the nostalgia and taste of a secret 1920s doughnut recipe in a gorgeous vintage environment”. Top Pot opened their first location in 2002 and now has seventeen cafes dispersed throughout Seattle and Washington State, plus one in Dallas, TX.
So far, I have patronized the Downtown shop twice: once in the afternoon when I was greeted with a friendly smile and a sparse doughnut selection, and once in the morning when, I was greeted with several friendly smiles and found myself spoiled for choice.
On Wednesday, I had kind of skipped lunch and only had fifteen minutes before I had to get to my next walking tour (this is the trip of tours!), so I bought both a Boston cream doughnut and a morning glory muffin. Neither disappointed:
Check out that chocolate! It was wonderfully rich and sweet but not too cloying and none of that fake chocolate taste. I also liked the amount of vanilla cream filling; sometimes Boston creams have so much filling that it’s spilling out and making an unholy mess. Thankfully, this was a nice filling-to-dough ratio.
My next visit was Friday morning, when I had to take a minute to narrow down my options. Which flavor? How many doughnuts should I get? I wisely decided that since I am only one person, I would buy one for breakfast and two for snacks later on. Travel is all about planning ahead and having snacks on you at all times, my friends.
I bought a cinnamon sugar old fashioned, an iced raspberry, and a chocolate feather boa. Whoa! So good! Unfortunately, the feather boa was the only one that lasted long enough for a picture. I ate this one last, just after I checked into my hostel here in Fremont.
This treat was the perfect combination of plain doughnut, chocolate icing, and coconut flakes. I hope passers-by weren’t offended by my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I sat on a bench and savored this beauty. They probably understood anyway: Top Pot is a bit of a Seattle institution.
The question remains: will I sample Top Pot again before my trip is over? Time will tell!