I tool to the coffee cart, mid morning, my latest new bad habit, to get a cup of cheap but sugary coffee from Jose.
He always gives me a large despite asking for a medium, the way a bartender would a regular customer.
This morning, he, after taking care of me says, “You in a hurry? Will you watch my cart for a minute?” giving trust a whole new spin. Imagine being in charge of all those donuts. 
I say, “Sure,” without thinking, as he prances into Petco I later learn to use their restroom.
A line has gathered with me standing protecting the Danish with my life, saying with much authority, “Jose will be right back,” while everyone waits despite two carts on two other corners. You can’t say New Yorkers aren’t loyal to their cart men.
Finally he reappears, thanking me, but before I can take flight, hands me a bag with two huge glazed donuts covered in enough sugar to shoot me to Mars.
Despite trying to tame my sweet tooth, donuts being the crack of pastries, smile happily and say, “Jose, anytime my friend, anytime,” as I start eating, the sugar junky that I am, falling off the wagon, or in this case, the cart. 🙂
SB
Love this story, Susannah. Now you can add Donut Protector to your resume, ha ha! Sure to impress every donut lover.
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I try so hard not to eat them, and of course, he knew he could trust me since I’ve already established credit always short a dime or two, never failing to pay my debt. I’ve learned, if you owe a penny, pay up and then you can bet on the house.
Have a nice weekend. I’m in the throes of the Kerry Kennedy book she wrote on her dad. She was 8 when Bobby died. It’s all interviews with different people who knew him or just admired what he stood for. My latest book tip. 🙂
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Good work watching his cart! Your account got me thinking about how donuts got their name…wonder if it is a big city metaphor for ‘using money to buy tasty food by nuts’? 🙂
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Nice wordplay. 🙂
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Delightful. I just fell in love with Jose. Also you get a star for handling the front of the line pressure in New York! Very fearless.
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I’m overly responsible so I was the perfect choice, despite how nutty the whole thing truly was. I mean, when I think about it, even I have to shake my head. 🙂
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So funny! Regulars do get treated differently (when they are nice). You deserved the donuts so I hope you ate both!
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I’m not certain I even chewed they disappeared so fast. They were heavenly.
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Falling off the cart! Love that!
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When it comes to sugar my age is around 5. 🙂
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LOL!
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I used to say I was part hummingbird because I ate so much sugar.
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Isn’t it the best thing ever? I could forego all else and just eat Oreos, rice pudding, Tates Chocolate Chip cookies, kettle corn, sugar with a touch of coffee…oh Skinny, you have popped a file alright, you hummingbird you…:)
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My favorite part about this story is the lack of a pause when asked to watch the cart. Just a straight up YES!
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Like a Navy SEAL on donut duty. At your service Jose. That is pretty funny.
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Hahaha Hahaha!
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Great post!
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Thank you. Bake something for me. 🙂
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I love this, Susannah. Something about you standing by the cart as people line up seems like the perfect set up for a comedy scene. I have a weakness for doughnuts, so I wish there was a doughnut cart in town here, although I’m kind of glad there isn’t either or I’d never lose this weight.
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Me too. There’s a Dunkin Donuts nearby I run passed so not to tool in. Bill Hicks loved them too. Whenever I flew to see him I’d bring a dozen. Sweet memories, pun intended. Sigh
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