Ah…the donut! My first remembered experience with donuts is one of the Helm’s Bakery truck that would come around our neighborhood, stop and the driver would open up these wonderful, oak drawers filled with all sorts of delicious flavors of donuts! As kids, our parents would let us gather the empty Coke bottles from our house and drag them off to the corner 7-11, where we would get a few pennies per bottle. Back then, you weren’t charged up front for the recycling, but if you turned bottles in, they could reuse the bottle and they paid you for bringing them back. It was a great way for kids to earn a little pocket change. Sometimes we would buy 5¢ or 10¢ candy, but other times we would wait until the Helm’s truck came around to blow our “wad”. If you were lucky, they came down your street earlier in the day – then there were more varieties to choose from. Was anyone else so lucky? Not exactly as I remember (I believe the side of the truck was a little different), but what a beautiful sight it was coming down the street! Without getting into the uncertain beginnings of the humble donut, or it’s evolution, let me suffice to say that it is National Doughnut (or Donut) Day(formerly known as Doughnut Day), which was founded by The Salvation Army as a fundraiser to honor the women who served
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I love old things. Some go by the definition of antique, some vintage and others classic. I like antique furniture, vintage linens and especially old people. These are they that have endured the hazards of tangible existence and survived to be admired and loved by a new generation. They have a history. Then there’s classic cars. It’s not something that I have been able to collect, but I do so admire them. My way of taking them home comes in the form of photos. While the cars may not be wearing their original factory color, the restored models are bright and shiny and, well…classic and cool! It’s kind of like a whole body make-over! While attending a classic car show in Del Mar, I found myself particularly interested in the front of the cars. They looked like faces - headlights were the eyes, the hood ornament the nose and the grill the smile. And smiling was what it looked like to me! Can you see it? If I looked this good at their age, I’d smile too! Here’s to becoming a beautiful vintage person. I am not, however, getting a grill! Share on: Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share via MySpace share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post Print for later Bookmark in Browser Tell a friend Pin It