05/21/2025
Oh baby, it’s weird being back in Florida frying hundreds of donuts. It’s like it’s 2018. Remember 2018? It gave us Succession, Q***r eye, and that super cut of Lady Gaga talking about only needing one person to believe in her. And me, full time at Orlandough. Frying up donuts once a month for donut sandwich event. But. It is no longer 2018. It is 2025 and I’ve been an Oregonian for over three years. My swamp blood? Gone. I am so dehydrated. A cockroach FLEW at my face this week and I died. I have been sweating since BEFORE I got off the plane. And I just want to say for the sake of my sanity that this is NOT NORMAL but hey we all know that Florida isn’t normal. It’s why it holds a dear place in our hearts. Aligned with the abnormal—today I made donuts for Kelly’s! NOT NORMAL. This is a once-in-a-10-year-anniversary thing. So if by the graces of the algorithm you’re seeing this post immediately, please proceed to your closest Kelly’s Ice Cream Scoop Shop and get yourself an Orlandough donut ice cream sandwich starting at 5pm tonight (until sold out). It literally won’t happen again because, as I mentioned, I died the moment that bug flew at my face and am coming to you as a (very talented) ghost living out my last wish. I am very generous. Enjoy!