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Saturday afternoon, Top Pot's 5th Ave location filled up as people arrived to watch their 3rd Annual Doughnut Eating Contest, sponsored by Light in the Attic Records and KEXP. Here are pics (and a grainy video) from the event, which was won once again by the intimidatingly-named Billy the Fridge (9 doughnuts in 5 minutes).

• The swashbuckling Seafair Pirates landed on the beaches of West Seattle on Saturday, officially kicking off Seafair 2009.
• The police are on the lookout for a four-door red Saturn or Chevy Cavalier with "fancy hubcaps" that they believe was involved in a shooting Saturday night on the 8100 block of 48th Avenue South. No one was injured, just a car and empty home found with a few bullet holes.
• No one's sayin' there's a ban on washing your car at home, here in Washington. But if you happen to suds up the trusty automobile, the powers that be strongly recommend washing the car over gravel or grass to filter the dirty water.

Mighty-O tells us that Friday, June 5, is National Donut (sic) Day, which upsets us because doughnuts are spelled "dough" as in what they're made of. If you're making doughnuts out of "do" we don't want any. Anyway, Mighty-O Donuts is giving away free organic mini-donuts all day (6 a.m. and 5 p.m.) on the fifth, at their shop in Tangletown (2110 N 55th Street). "Watch the donut robot make them before your eyes!" Limit one mini-donut per customer. Top Pot, so far as we can tell, isn't doing anything to celebrate, but they do spell "doughnut" correctly.

Kim is relieved the debate is actually going to happen. She'll be watching with friends tonight before working all weekend. Saturday, she'll take a break for a quiet night out, and then she'll close the weekend off getting funky in the balcony of Jazz Alley with Maceo.

     

We don’t go bonkers for brunch. Why pay ten, fifteen bucks for someone else’s spin on eggs or bubbling of batter when we can easily cook that stuff at home?

Yes, you read that correctly. Donut! Eating! Competition! Are your artery walls closing in yet? Don't worry, because all calories from the donut consumption on Saturday will be null-and-voided by the blast of hiphoppy surfer punk rock played live by The Saturday Knights while you cram your mouth full of cakey, frosted goodness at the downtown Top Pot on (appropriately) Saturday. Last year, Bob of The Blakes won; this year, our money's on a very special someone named Billy The Fridge.

We thought we'd share with you the overheard gems from the children in our proximity:

Seattlest was in Vancouver this weekend, and, on a whim, made our first foray into a Tim Hortons. We'd heard good things -- "the apex of Canadian cuisine," for example -- and as lifelong doughnut fans we were happy to test that claim.

The local deliciousness that is Top Pot Doughnuts has opened a new neighborhood location. Queen Anne has been blessed (truly) with the fourth installation of the local doughnut and coffee shop. The new location had its grand opening this week, with hopes to create a whole new neighborhood of Feather Boa addicts.

We're doughnut lovers, but we've never been a fan of the light, airy, spun-sugar doughnuts that Krispy Kreme built its empire on. We're devotees of the solid, cakey, embody-the-word-pastry doughnuts hand-forged by Top Pot.

It's pouring rain and it's exhausting looking for a new hard drive, so we pull over on Greenwood Avenue, right in front of Herkimer Coffee. It's bustling with people, despite the rain, and we anticipate a long wait. To our surprise, the line moves lightening fast and we're soon faced with two adorable and cheerful baristas. If you want to feel trendy without being surly or "holier than thou," Herkimer Coffee is your place. Although...

"Neighbors fear development" has become the Seattle equivalent of "dog bites man." Of course neighbors fear development. That's what they do.

It's been a while since Seattlest extolled the virtue of our hero, Takeru Kobayashi or his sport, competitive eating. Sure, his hot dog eating record was beaten a few weeks back, but he's still our hero, and we still admire his fitness in the face of his professional gluttony.

As usual, Seattlest has donuts on our mind. Since we are compelled to endure that barbaric time of day known in some parts of the world as have been thinking about them too.

Results are in from partly-local food blog The Ethicurean's recent doughnut taste-off. They pitted doughnuts from Top Pot, Mighty-O, and Krispy Kreme against each other. You should read the entire taste-off account -- very entertaining -- but we'll spoil the results now:

We quickly decide on our favorites. For the Butter Bitch, Top Pot’s old-fashioned is the best because it has a consistent flavor but isn’t sickeningly fake. The cake is nice and moist. Mighty-O’s raspberry chocolate donut is her second favorite. “It’s a close call between the two,” she admits. When I raise a miniature cinnamon donut, she shrugs and says, “I just love those.” The cinnamon minis are in a class of their own.

Continue reading "The Latest Dispatch in Local Doughnut Wars"

Seattlest sifts through stacks of papers at our local coffee shops and art galleries, because while there's a lot of advertorial crap out there, every once in a while you find something really cool. Recently, for example, we spotted The Bear Deluxe.

Forget hot vs. not, flight vs. invisibility, and left hand vs. right hand. We've settled a far more epochal question: which beloved local pastry institution is better, Top Pot or Cupcake Royale?

Last year, while Seattlest was enjoying the "free" part of "freelancing," we packed up our PowerBook and set off to visit our local library -- the Seattle Public Library's North East Branch. We figured we'd relax among the stacks and search the Web.

Seattlest did not only see movies, read books, and go to shows this year. Oh my, no. We also ate, and some of us ate very well indeed.

We spent Sunday morning sitting in front of Top Pot donuts downtown just watching the world go by. There were tall people, short people, a lot of white people, but absolutely no monorails. The concrete tracks which whisk people safely from Westlake Center to Seattle Center ---and, thank the good Lord, nowhere else in this city (oh and by the way, we're being sarcastic)---remain unused as a result of the humpin' and bumpin' of two trains back in November.

Top Pot, Top Pot, wherefore art thou, Top Pot? No, really--people want to know. Granted we're mincing our Shakespeare, but who can think straight at a time like this? When the consumption of yummy, fresh doughnuts and Ovaltine lattes is at stake, there's no metaphor too drawn out or anachronism too butchered for Seattlest's tastes.