Today’s holiday is brought to you by the chocolate ganache, maple cinnamon, s’mores, blue kool-aid, lemon iced, triple strawberry, Boston cream, Dude Goo brigade courtesy of DB3 Donuts.
DB3 is small batch, only open Fri-Sun and closes at 2pm. Basically, blink and you’ll miss them. AND WON’T YOU BE SORRY. These donuts are delicious. Like I’m even eating blue because they’re so good. Though their flavors change monthly, they almost always have “standards” like maple cinnamon (as close as you’ll get to cinnamon toast crunch in donut form) and some kind of homemade jam-filled delight on the menu. MMMMMYES.
And while some holidays are spent with family honoring age-old traditions, others, like National Donut Day, might best be spent opening a big box alone in your car….. #stickysteeringwheel4life
Why have I never tried this sweet baby angel cousin of Ferrero Rocher until JUST NOW?? Was it the grandmaesque packaging reminiscent of sofa slipcovers? The fact that they were omnipresent next to checkout line Whitman’s? Whatever the reason, today (and every day) I needed to treat myself, so I bought a box of 15 and am now down to 4.
F.R. calls the Raffaello
“ a surprising taste experience,” and I 10,000% agree. This is coconut dreams come true. This is heaven. And it’s available at Walgreens.
Unless you live in Vernon Hills, Vernon Hills is not close. Nor does it have hills (quick Chi suburb tricky name lesson here). But some days the stars and sun rays align and *someone* can finally have honey and that same someone needs a nap but doesn’t know it, so a DRIVE is in order with destination: Milkcow.
Soft serve milk ice cream drizzled with honey and topped with chunks of honeycomb. Smooth and refreshing with hits of honey. They also have a cookies and cream version (for a next level milk and cookies fix), and can do a towering affogato. Delicious for an adult and probably mind-blowing for a 1 year old…. I’m guessing like a bottle on steroids??
*Extra points for having a sink in the dining area – to rinse/recycle your cup and/or to wash any sticky fingers.
This place has been on my radar for awhile. Well, not too long of awhile since they only opened in 2017, but you know, I’ve been watching.
Always seemed juuuuust slightly far – but guess who lives 11 minutes away from Joe Donut now? Lucky ME. And guess who just announced a second location opening up 6 minutes away from lucky me? JOE DONUT. #luckierme
All the donuts/fillings are handmade in small batches and when they sell out each day, they close shop. Like if you get there at 10:15am AM! on a Friday, the doors could very well be locked. The Glenview Metra early morning commuters have got it made….their old fashioneds are some of the best I’ve ever had (crunchy crusted salted caramel with almond toffee mmmmmm), their maple bacon is nice and smoky sweet, their strawberry glaze tastes like strawberries not like pink, and the Nutella filled cinnsugar is like a dream pillow. Also, S’MORES.
The new location will have actual seating and donuts until later hours – all the better for settling in and stuffing your face with a pizza box full of doughnies. WELCOME and you’re welcome.
Because on Pi(e) Day, 3.14 = 4, and I’ll go any distance to get my slices.
Today, I had to drive a whole 5 minutes away.
Sweety Pies (aka my new fave neighbor) was bursting at the seams with fresh homemade pies: cherry, raspberry, apple, apple crumble, chocolate mint, chocolate peanut butter, crocodile pie, sunshine citrus, raspberry supreme, blueberry supreme, chocolate cashmere. Big ones, mini ones, slices. Hard not to take one of each, but of course I need an excuse to visit again asap, so for this holiday lunch, only:
crocodile pie – pecan with chocolate and rum, snap snap!
raspberry supreme – raspberry pie with a cheesecakey top
chocolate cashmere – rich, thick, mmmmmousse
sunshine citrus – orange cream in a crisp buttery graham crust with a dollop of meringue on top
Yes yes yes yes all delicious. And I’ll be returning to try each of the rest.
(Above: protecting the goods bc these pies were procured in the middle of a mad dash downpour – which made the cafe even cozier….. as if that was possible….. The shop is family run FOR REAL. The “grandma” described all the pies to me and gave her recs, the “grandpa” helped box and rang me up, the daughter baked the pies and answered the phone, and the grandson ate pie scraps. !!!!!!!!)
Chicago PSA: the MCA has a permanent interactive “exhibit,” Marisol, and you don’t even need tickets.
Pictured above (and below) is the pièce de résistance simply titled, “Chocolate Cookies,” and copies of the work are for sale at the exhibit counter for a mere $3.
The visionary crispy chewy base provides an impeccable canvas for the boundless melted chocolate and complementary smattering of flaked sea salt.
Displayed originally on paper with ink, I’ve found the cookie “looks” best when reframed in mouth.
Hi Chicago. In case you’re thinking it’s too cold for ice cream (it isn’t – IT NEVER IS), let me tell you about Spumoni PIE. Yes. Spumoni in pie form. From Bang Bang.
Graham crust topped with pistachio pastry cream, then dark chocolate ganache, then cherry whipped cream, then candied pistachios, then into my mouth. SO GOOD. All the layers in one bite instead of hunting around to get a bit of each à la reg spumoni.
Get it now!!
And overheard while pieing:
7 year old to her parents: “What do you love more, comics or pie?”
Parents in unison: “PIE.”
7 year old: “The whole point of this place is pie. You want to get pie, get pie. Pie gets you feeling relaxed.”
They’re raising her right.
Honorable mention: Coco-nana pie – coconut pastry cream with roasted banana caramel and whipped cream. Instant transport away from icy sidewalks.