Because this is something that I think merits more than 140 characters at a time, I’m blowing the dust off the ole Doughbot Tumblr to prattle on about Donut Showdown.
This is all I feel I can say (at least for the next few hours, when our episode airs in Canada.):
-We competed against 2 other teams, Gimme Sugar out of a city that may or may not be Salt Lake (I’m pretty sure I’m wrong, and as this is a blog and not Journalism with a capital J, I flatly refuse to fact-check) Utah, and Top Pot out of Seattle. Yep, of “A football player broke in to one of our locations and was found noshing away” fame.
Crazy/Amazing story if you haven’t read it. (Our old roommate shared this story with us back in the old Test Kitchening days.)
-We were put up in a lovely suite, typically reserved for (I imagine) fancy business-people or comics headlining the nearby comedy club (I picture Marc Maron over-eating at the really good complimentary breakfast and regret-tweeting about it, mostly). This suite was nicer than most of our apartments downtown. Full kitchen! Little living room! A bed that is so much cozier than ours at home! It was swanky, no doubt.
-We walked around. A lot. We’re bad tourists, and we probably should have checked out the CN Tower, or the 007 exhibit at the TIFF Lightbox place, but we just kinda walked, window shopped, and bought coffee (half because YUM, COFFEE! Half because you gotta pee somewhere.) Toronto is a beautiful city- clean streets, interesting architecture, and super walkable.
-Ok, so we’ve been burned by Canadian beer before. We’re (unsurprisingly, I’m sure) hopheads. Tart tangy IPAs really do it for us, and in Vancouver on our honeymoon, we were pretty disappointed. Expectations for this trip were low. We stopped in at a pub for some OK poutine, and Bryan tried an all-too-pilsner-y pale ale. (I played it safe with a cider.) Our salvation on the beer front was a charming little place called Bar Hop. Outstanding beer menu, and a special on mussels? I was ready to plant my flag and claim that place as my own. I’ve heard ordering a fish/seafood special on a Monday is dangerous, but caution was thrown to the wind, and a fine, massive meal was had! I’m realizing this paragraph started as beer, and has turned out an ode to Bar Hop. Whatever. That place was great. Would nosh again.
-Customs was cool. “Reason for entering Canada?” “Uh, competing in a donut fry-off on Food Network Canada.” “Oh, cool. Good luck, welcome to Canada.” Hell yeah!
-Having spent my entire life in Sacramento, I’ve never experienced the magic of snow in an urban setting. The first night we had in Canada, after spending a little time at the studio, then dropping our bags at the hotel, we walked up and down King Street, I guess the main drag for eateries near the theater district. It was so cold, I was bundled in my ski jacket, but Bryan decided he could do with just a sweater. Naturally, a light dusting of snow, like powdered sugar, started falling. Not enough to stick, just enough to make me feel like I was walking through a snow globe. It made my trip magical.
At some point, Bryan had enough of the winter wonderland, so we ducked into a Shoppers (drug store chain ala Rite Aid or Walgreens) to procure some Wacky Canadian Snacks.
Kinder Eggs. If you know what I’m talking about, you get it. If you’re staring blankly at your screen, I recommend you get out of the US and try one. Because they’re outlawed. And awesome. It’s a chocolate egg, with a surprise you inside! The toys are not great. But are any toys packed in food that awesome? The chocolate is by Ferrero Roche, and much better than you’d expect surrounding a toy-filled capsule.
Lets see. The in-flight entertainment was cool, watched an episode of Veep, very enjoyable, and Bryan literally LOL’d at Newsroom. Caught up on last season’s Portlandia, watched Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows (don’t waste your time, RDJ notwithstanding- watch BBC’s Sherlock), and MI3: Ghost Protocol.
Have you stopped reading because there’s so little donut-related news-like tidbits? Yeah. Sorry. Obliged to be tight lipped until it airs, tonight. In Canada. And after that, I can tell you little else, until we get our copy in the mail and watch it for the first time. Which will be who knows when. But there’s going to be a US release date, not to be revealed until the details are worked out. So we have that to look forward to, right?