I’ve been to the Voodoo Museum in New Orleans. It’s nothing like Portland’s Voodoo magic. Every time I go through the Portland airport, I see people carrying little pink packages as a carry-on. It seems that a visit to Portland is not complete without a stop at the Rose Garden, a brewery, Powell’s Books, and now, Voodoo Doughnuts.
Yes, these pretty pink boxes are filled with wonderfully colorful, cleverly horrific, and mighty tasty doughnuts. Pick up a half dozen or so, and try to get them through airport security. The conversation with the TSA agent may go something like this, “Sorry sir, are these jelly-filled? Well yes, some of them. Is it less than 3.4 ounces? I’m not sure. C’mon man, they’re just doughnuts. Well I can’t let you through security with more than 3.4 ounces of jelly-filled doughnuts.”
Not to worry, I’m here to tell you, the signature voodoo doll doughnut filled with raspberry jelly and a pretzel stake through the heart, has less than 3.4 ounces of jelly.
So go ahead, pick out a few. Try the Captain my Captain Crunch cruller. Bring home the Voodoo Bubble doughnut complete with pink frosting, bubble dust, and a wad of double bubble (unchewed of course). Or my favorite, the maple bar topped with 2 strips of bacon…mmm bacon!
By the way, if you plan on visiting Voodoo Doughnuts in Portland, be prepared to stand in line, in the rain. Good news is, waiting in line at PDX (airport), you won’t need an umbrella.