These pictures are from last spring, but I made a repeat visit to this Chicago Holy Ground of Breakfast Pastry last week sans camera and dude, it was just as decadent and awesome as the maiden voyage.
The Doughnut Vault.
Get there as fast as your little legs (or the el: Brown Line Merchandise Mart stop but honestly, the Merchandise Mart building is the biggest expanse of confusion I have ever experienced so bring a buddy) can take you.
PS: The camera is BACK. It's back. Which means that starting today we are officially back in non-apologetic business. Yesssss.