Pharaoh Doughnuts in St. Louis

Saturday morning is a time for sleeping in, watching cartoons and trying out another doughnut shop that an insistent co-worker suggested.

Arriving shortly after Pharaoh doughnuts opened, I watched a man walk out the door with three boxes of doughnuts. I began to wonder what was going on in the small business located on the corner of N. 7th St.

Don’t expect a fancy shop with massive machines and a dressed-up dining area. This is a straight up, real deal when you push through the one working door. Yeast, cinnamon, and the sweet smell of sugar will pierce your nostrils when you make your way up the slight ramp and turn left to the reach the counter.

I started with a simple glaze and cinnamon roll. I stepped over to a counter to check out my purchase and lost my mind. Both items; fresh, and slightly warm, made me shake my head in disbelief. Is this how a junkie feels when he gets his first hit on a pure drug? I was hooked! I had to go back for another cinnamon roll, adding an apple fritter to my order. Just as I was about to reach in the bag, the male clerk said, “You may want to sit down before you eat that.” Oh, it was on and I did what he said.

My toes curled in my shoes after I took a bite of the soft, warm, slightly crunchy fritter. Rodney (the male clerk) was right, I will be back for more.

Overall: These doughnuts should be against the law but since they’re not, all I can say is you must try them at least once. Great job to the Pharaoh weekend crew.