Monday, May 15, 2017
yarn shop (where else?) in Vineyard Haven, and then, crazily, we met them again later in the line at Back Door Donuts. Hi Sarah and Steph! I swear I am not stalking you! Back Door Donuts. Listen, I have to tell you this story. Two years ago Ethel and I were on the Vineyard, hanging out in Oak Bluffs after dark. We'd walked around at twilight looking at the camp cottages [awesome] and it was cold and dark. A cozy snack started to sound good. It was not yet Memorial Day, so not much was open, and we were about to give up, but lo, we came upon a light--a single light on someone's desk--shining from behind the window of a real estate office. A woman sat there in the circle of the single bulb. She was dressed all in white, and had long, white hair. I am not making any of this up. Ethel is bold and talkative, and she said, "I'm going to go in there and ask her if she knows of a place." I was protesting--it's late, they're definitely not open, the door is going to be locked--but the door was unlocked. She placidly looked up, like she'd been expecting us. Ethel said something like "Hi, we're new to the Island, do you know of anyplace where we could get some dessert?" The Woman in White said, "Do you know about Back Door Donuts? No? Follow me." She led us around the corner and down an alley and past some trash cans where finally a long line was forming beside some dumpsters outside a screen door at the back of a bakery where they were selling donuts. At night. A donut shop speakeasy. It was like finding Brigadoon. And you guys, these are the greatest donuts you have ever had. They pull one out of the fryer, put the bacon on (yes, the BACON) and hand it right to you. They know you don't even need a bag. We turned to thank the Woman in White, but she was gone, and when we tried to go back to the real estate office to say thank you, we couldn't find it. I have thought about that little piece of magic dozens of times in the past two years. So of course, back again on the Vineyard this year, we headed directly for the donuts, and there, as before, was the screen door, and the line, and the dumpsters, and the gorgeous sugary air all around. And naturally, seeing Steph and Sarah again at Back Door Donuts was exactly what was going to happen. Island Magic.