Doug W.
Yelp
Today is the day I've been waiting for, for well over a year, maybe years as my deprived soul has no real track of time.
Today, November 5th, 2017; my pleas were heard.
It all started when Doughology first opened & news spread that they would be making a rainbow cookie donut. This soon sparked a frenzy amongst my social circle in hopes to sink our teeth into one of my all time favorite childhood hopes & dreams come true. Reminiscent of my grandmother bringing me boxes of rainbow cookies on the weekends when she'd visit, I was crushed as I never was able to make it to Lynbrook.
They always ran out of donuts, they were quite far & I never really knew when & if they'd ever be available. Mind you, Doughology always has other great creations and the cannoli donut sounds like quite another drop of heaven, but a rainbow cookie holds not just a bit of sentimental value to me, it's also sort of my kryptonite.
So, on this day, the lynbrook shop, unbeknownst to me had been taking orders for half dozens of you guessed it, rainbow cookie donuts. The orders went out and over the weekend they got to their baking-
What's so special about this you ask? Well, this time they were set to do a "donut drop" here in Sayville, just a few towns over from me. I heard through a buddy about this on Saturday, when I looked it up I found information that orders had ceased being taken Friday night and I was all but out of hope. My childhood is obviously gone, it now seemed like it was further than it had ever been & I'd never get a glimpse of that joy again.
I decided on this rainy Sunday morning to take a shot, my buddy wasn't answering the phone, everyone was just talking about getting wings for some football Sunday bar special, and my heart was slowly melting, pooling at the bottom of my stomach, screaming for a donut made in vein of the all mighty rainbow cookie. I strapped on my doomsday gear (a yankee hat, hiking boots, & a sleek new weatherproof jacket thing) & bumbled my way to the car.
I later found myself in a field.
As I sat under the raindrops mimicking my crushed soul, I realized this was the moment I've been waiting for. No rain was going to stop me & maybe luck was going to be on my side; maybe they'd have a few extra.
Surrounded by an army of windshield wipers & fog lights, I took my first step into the grass. Much like Neil Armstrong I felt almost weightless & hopeful, I planted my second step & a cloud of worry and doubt rushed over me. I was going on a momentous voyage to plant my flag & request any extra donuts that may have made their way east.
This may be one small step for Doug but it was one giant leap for the doughy kind. I spoke to a lovely woman who was here before the van of donuts.
See, there was a bit of traffic and I'd have to wait even longer to see how the situation would unfold.
People were lining up, all with preorders & confirmations that they were leaving with donuts and here I stand, one man, on a foreign planet, floating in space with total uncertainty of my fate. Another couple flew in asking if there'd be extra; whatever they were told swayed them, they drifted on & left the landing site; A small victory in hopefulness, I now stand as possibly the sole beneficiary to a fortune of confection.
Once the suburban SUV bombarded with boxes of baked goods had arrived, it might as well have been an armored truck giving out bags of federally insured money.
It was a long & arduous task just sitting, waiting, watching as the crowd swarmed the line like millions of marching ants. Every rain drop like a tick of the second hand.
Doughology delivery details had mentioned they'd be there from 12 to 1 doling out the orders. An hour had passed, it was a little after 1 & the crowds were giving way. My cries for crumbs were about to be acknowledged... would they be answered?
Out from the fog walked an angel. She was holding a bakers box, I had spoken to this women earlier who confidently stated if there were extras left that I would get them. I would be the luckiest, most grateful guy this side of Suffolk County.
I graciously thanked her, opened my palms & basked in the glory of now being the last guy on the field with a box full of rainbow motherf*ck*ng cookie donuts!
I was too afraid to open the box. I was trying to remain cool, you know, calm, collected, all that adult Bullsh*t that we for some reason develop to ruin our happiness. I couldn't make it through the first streetlight before opening it as I would a golden pizza pie...
Angels sang my friend, the heavens parted, the rain was a thing of the past & I was sailing through sunbeams and rainbows!! Rainbow cookies were the raindrops & I was bathing in the pots of gold. The mermaids were feeding me & Unicorns were dancing through my tastebuds... I mean, don't be literal, it wasn't painful with their horns or anything... it was magical.
So magical.