When one thinks of voodoo, one might might think of frightening underground religious practices. But there is nothing frightening about Portland’s Voodoo Doughnut — except maybe the strange kinds of donuts they conjure. They’re located in the “crotch” [their words, not mine] of Portland aka Old Town. After watching Anthony Bourdain (we luv you Tony!) do a segment on the Pacific Northwest, scarfing down a bacon-maple bar — we knew we had to try one for ourselves.
(Clockwise: 1. Dutifully packing donuts. 2. I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t use the ATM here. 3. Some creepy, spider-like chandelier.)
The line ups can be long at Voodoo Doughnuts, but we were lucky enough to make it inside before the crowds began showing up. We packed in like sardines with all the other donut heads. People were anxious to get at the doughnuts. Who could blame them with so many kinds of outrageously, deliciously sounding doughnuts like: Cock-n-Balls, Triple Chocolate Penetration (ahem) just to name a few. Yes, it’s going to add some extra love to the handles but at this point, who cares.
(Clockwise: 1. A carousel of doughnuts are on display for your viewing pleasure. 2. The Magic is in the Hole 3. Racks of donuts, all ready to be consumed.)
Our friends Steve and Yi-Fan treated us to a round of doughnuts. The bacon was being fried up in the corner — and it was calling out to us. So we ordered two bacon-maple bars: a traditional maple bar topped with strips of fried bacon. Our friend, Mike, opted for the Old Dirty Bastard: a raised doughnut covered in chocolate frosting and crushed Oreo cookies, drizzled with peanut butter. Shimmy shimmy ya indeed.
(1. Like Sonny and Cher, Ike & Tina, bacon and maple on a donut is a combination so good — it’s bad.)
To accompany our outrageously decadent doughnuts, we grabbed a couple cups of coffee down the block and ate in our cars. The bacon-maple bars rocked! The doughnut were fresh, soft, fluffy and slightly chewy. The sweet, maple off-set nicely with the salty, fried strips of bacon — like peanut butter and jelly. This was the best doughnut ever. Yes Tony, we can see why you went back for more. As much as we liked the doughnuts, Tre and I decided to split one and save the other for a snack later.
At just under $2.50 each for the specialty doughnuts, it was well worth it. Voodoo Doughnuts will definitely be on the to-do list on our next trip back.
Perfect for: the best and worst thing you can put in your mouth.