Being Seduced by an Apple Cider Doughnut in Winchester, Virginia
An old stone farmhouse, a pick-you-own orchard with clusters of crisp red apples just waiting for your hand to grasp them — but wait!—the Marker-Miller country store is calling out to you with its aroma of fruit and freshly baked goods. You enter the vast building with its bins of apples and mounds of freshly harvested vegetables, all looking so very nutritious, but your nose and salivary glands are drawing you inexorably towards the glass display case across from the checkout counter. There, basking in its own irresistible aroma, lies the one you've been waiting for: the apple cider doughnut. With reverence, you carry it to the checkout, where — after the legal requirements have been satisfied — you may freely indulge your aroused senses. That first bite, with its slight crunch, sweet cinnamon apple flavor and firm-yet-melting texture, is every bit as good as you had anticipated.