Voodoo Donuts

We stopped at Voodoo Doughnuts on the way home from the movies this afternoon. We’ve lived in Eugene for over 7 years and this is the first time we’ve had a Voodoo doughnut. We decided to split one because we didn’t need that much sugar. We ended up with only half between us because a homeless person asked us if we would give him money for a doughnut. Ron gave him his half, as it hadn’t been bitten yet, instead of cash.
I must say this was the best maple bar I have ever eaten, or should I say the best one quarter of a maple bar I have ever eaten.