Liz L.
Yelp
First of all, I want to remind everyone about the concepts that make life worthwhile, for just a minute: happiness, healthiness, accessibility, and, well, just plain fun.
For me, Voodoo Doughnuts ticks all the boxes. Of course there are doughnuts elsewhere. In fact, I care so little about the "where" when I need a doughnut fix that I will take one from the supermarket, in a box, stale and tasteless.
So, when I tell you that I am delighted with Voodoo, thrilled to have found them, that they bring me joy, it is because, unless I want to be 600 pounds, I have to pick my doughnut shopping very carefully and cautiously.
Let's step back a minute. I discovered Voodoo Doughnuts at Universal City Walk (see my reviews from October of 2024 on this) and was immediately struck by its novelty, the Mardi Gras colors, the dark humor vibe, the Goth implications and the quality of the doughnuts themselves. I don't expect these to be Michelin Star products and wouldn't want them if they were. For crying out loud, a doughnut is street stuff, hardy, fried to the point of dangerous, sugary, decadence in endless combos of flavor, style, and texture.
I went to professional baking school. Doughnuts must be deep fried. Period, end of story. Nothing else is a doughnut. So, let's put the sugar-fat-salt scoldings aside. I get a doughnut to satisfy a craving for hedonism. Since I am pretty disciplined in most things, this is an outlet, this lets some air out of the over-filled balloon that is life these days.
Now, it is a hassle to go to Universal City Walk for any reason, much less to get a quirky confection. Imagine how wonderful it is that they opened one on Melrose, with insane long hours, and parking, in a cute, murky-girlie pink building, and filled it with unbelievably cheerful and friendly people like Wavi G.! Imagine! If I had room (body and fridge, that is) for dozens of these little mouth-toys, I would have gotten one of every single one they had. Instead, we controlled ourselves and made the limit 6; these are large and we split them so we wouldn't feel overly guilty. We got the: Raised Maple Bar, Voodoo Doll, Viscous Hibiscus, Homer, Grape Ape, Blueberry Cake. (Yelp is not letting me upload my picture of the box contents yet, for some reason -- stay tuned.)
These doughnuts do not disappoint. They are unique (love that about them!), they make us squeal with laughter at the shapes, concepts, toppings, and flavors. They are satisfying without giving me that awful aftertaste of lard or unhealthy fats that, as a lifelong vegetarian and somewhat health nut, I can detect immediately on first bite with some fried goods. Nope, they go down easy, don't stir up my stomach, and I slept like a baby afterward, despite eating the Voodoo Doll at 9 pm.
Now, if they would only put one near my house, I promise my higher self, I will walk there and back to make up for being so self-satisfying.
Run, don't walk. You won't be sorry.