I LOVE donuts.
I think this might classify as a serious addiction. But I can quit any time-- really I can. (Alright I can't and you will never be able to make me!!!)
First let us address the spelling of donuts. I'm a d-o-n-u-t-s kind of person not a d-o-u-g-h-n-u-t-s kind of person. I assure you, it matters.
There are several classifications of said donuts.
Class 1: The homemade family bakery kind
Class 2: Chain store kind
Class 3: Grocery Store kind
Class 1 is the mother load. We have several Mom and Pop bakeries in our area that make insanely delicious donuts. They make them fresh every morning. (no stale nastiness for me) There is nothing better than waking up to a box full on your kitchen table delivered by your loved ones. Now that's the right way to start off your morning.
Class 3 is the I'm on a road trip and these are seriously good junk food staple. Let me be clear. There is only ONE kind of grocery store donut that is worth your time. (Trust me, I've tried them all.) It's the mini powdered sugar donuts (preferably Dolly Madison). A word of advice, NEVER inhale while trying to eat one of these. It could be the death of you so hold all breathing until you have properly swallowed.
You are probably wondering if there is something really wrong with me because I have spend a good amount of time thinking this through. Yes, yes there is something wrong with me-- it's called a donut addiction. Donuts are the wondrous magical part of life that no one can skimp on.
Go ahead, go out and get one. You really deserve it.