Gotta Make the Donuts

I won't mention which movie I'm on now because it's a girly movie, and I'm slightly offended by the themes and plot. But beggars can't be choosers and things are slow because of the season and the strike. The best part about the movie is the crew includes a lot of my favorite people, including my desk mate. We share a desk since I'm just a dayplayer, and she's running around Connecticut as the Production Designer's Assistant. Yep, we're in CT. It kinda sucks, but there are some perks. Namely these donuts that said PDA pick up from the Lakeside Diner in the morning if they come into the office. Because they are freshly fried, the donuts are often still warm. Since PDA is a VIP, she asks to get these delicious babies hot out of the fryer. When bitten into, the cake interior has a soft crumb that feels like sinking your tired and achey head into a memory foam pillow that magically relieves the fatigue of life. This sensation contrasts subtly with the gentle crunch of the golden exterior that reminds you that life isn't all that bad. Crunch because of the sugar and tiny bit of cinnamon, but mellowed by the heat of the freshly fried status. They are sublime and oh so addictive. The smaller size makes it feel guilt free and the wisp of oil on your lips not only moisturizes dry winter lips, but serves as a beautiful memory of a lovely donut experience.
The video was supposed to be about the experience of ordering the donuts (50 cents for 1 ; $6 per dozen) as she had just told me the story, but PDA was delirious from picking up the PD at the crack of dawn and I forgot to direct her. Plus we were supposed to be working.