When I think of Glendora, I think of the following two things:
This post is all about #2. Yes, I know it’s a few days after National Donut Day but I thought it is better late them never… especially for a donut like this.
I’ve wanted to make a pilgrimage to Glendora to get a taste of the famous strawberry donut at Donut Man for a couple years. I call it a pilgrimage because it’s not a city I normally drive through. But one night, my friend Jessica was telling me that she was headed out there to see her family. Without hesitation, I blurted out “Donut Man!” She said if she passed by the donut shop, she’d get me one.
Less than 24 hours after this conversation, she dropped off two strawberry donuts. When I opened the box, the fresh sweet strawberry scent and fried donut smell engulfed my nostrils. I was in heaven. I wish smell-o-monitors could be perfected so you can smell this tasty donut…
It’s one big donut and probably the first time I’ve ever eaten a donut with a fork and knife. The fresh glazed donut is sweet on the outside and soft on the inside – not cakey. The soft bread cradles the mound of strawberries and sweet juices. I want to emphasize that this is not strawberry compote – this is freshly cut strawberries. After having this, I definitely think it’s time I head over to Glendora to try the other donuts that Donut Man serves up.