Homer Simpson eat your heart out . . .

Eat whatever you like.


Just NOT our donut cake!

That's right, friends.

A donut cake.

Yes, you are looking at the largest donut I've ever sunken teeth into laid eyes on.

From only THE best donut place in Rhode Island.

Where even if you don't like donuts, you will love them.

They literally melt in your mouth.

The light and airy texture is perfect.

The icing is perfect.

They are a RI legend.

Summer is not complete without at least one trip to Allie's Donuts on the way down to the beach.


And today, even though I wasn't headed for the beach, I decided to take a little trip so our family could enjoy an impromptu surprise celebration after dinner.

Surprised and delighted DH and the Mad Hatter were!

I picked the ginormous donut shaped cake, but they create all kinds of masterpieces, including this:



Seriously. A donut. A donut that you can call a cake.

Does life get much better than that?


Now, the challenge will be to NOT eat the whole thing by tomorrow.

But a to-die-for donut that is more than 24 hours old?

I think not.

Even if we don't finish it which will definitely be no problem around here, the smile on their faces was well worth every bite bit of it.

Allie's, our waistlines may not thank you but our tastebuds do!

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Author's note: let us not forget that according to this, I am justified in my gluttony . . .