I didn’t walk into Gibson’s Donuts with the right plan of attack.
Usually, I’d take a seat and sample a couple of donuts with a cup of joe by my side, but we had just finished having breakfast at Blue Plate Cafe with an impromptu early lunch at Dyer’s which left the guys down for the count.
We took a box of donuts with us plus another box to fit my giant apple fritter, and one of the jelly stuffed logs my bud John chose.
I don’t know if maybe it was the college dorm atmosphere in our hotel room, but I dared our other friend Ed to down the four different jelly donuts, thinking there was no way he would even consider it.
I was wrong, and that wasn’t an excellent idea.
Well, for him, at least. I considered calling a priest in for last rites.
The maple bacon donut was just as great as it looked. I didn’t even bite the cream cheese frosted red velvet as the apple fritter was calling to me, and I can’t ever refuse its charms.
Plus, I didn’t want to end up like Ed regretting my donuts decisions.
Let’s hope at some point in this lifetime I get to hit up Gibson’s Donuts one more time and enjoy it as a total experience.
The donuts were great, the people were amicable, and I feel like this is the type of donut shop I’d like to own one day.
P.S.: Gibson’s Donuts is open 24 hours a day.
760 Mount Moriah Road