fresh apple donuts

I couldn’t sleep so at 4:40 AM I kissed brad on the cheek and he immediately sat up and said “it’s donut time” and we got dressed and drove to get donuts. I didn’t want to get out of the car because I was cold and it was raining but Brad went in. A few minutes later the donut shop owner ran outside to my window and I rolled it down. He handed me a fresh hot glazed apple cider donut and ran back inside. It was magical.

There’s nothing like just apple picking in the Fall, the first cold New York weather hitting you, the fashion sense steaming up, and the fresh apple cider and donuts.