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Been dreaming of this moment ever since I got up, when at last I’d walk up to one of the most legendary donut shops this side of the Dunkin’ empire: Ed and Cliff Arnold’s Stardust donut shack on Highway 75, right where IB starts (698 State Route 75, at 7th Street, 619-424-6200).
Jungle's growing back around the Stardust after 44 years...
I'd heard about their donuts for the longest time. And specially the wicked cinnamon donut with jelly. So I got off the 933 bus around 4.30 this afternoon, humped it up 75, only to be greeted by this sign...
Aaargh! Seems Ed and bro Cliff keep the hours they want. "It’s simple,” says Ed, when I spy him coming through the ordering section. “When we run out, we close. I ran out about half an hour ago.”
And you can’t say they don’t warn you.
Ed's 73 and looks pretty fit. That tells you something about his donuts right there.
He says he and Cliff and their mom and dad started this back in 1967. Wow, 44 years.
He points to the empty trays. He’s right. Not a donut in sight. Dang.
“But,” he says, like I bet he says a thousand times a week, “there’s always tomorrow.
“When will you open?”
“Maybe around ten.”
Stay tuned. This one ain't gonna get away.
Been dreaming of this moment ever since I got up, when at last I’d walk up to one of the most legendary donut shops this side of the Dunkin’ empire: Ed and Cliff Arnold’s Stardust donut shack on Highway 75, right where IB starts (698 State Route 75, at 7th Street, 619-424-6200).
Jungle's growing back around the Stardust after 44 years...
I'd heard about their donuts for the longest time. And specially the wicked cinnamon donut with jelly. So I got off the 933 bus around 4.30 this afternoon, humped it up 75, only to be greeted by this sign...
Aaargh! Seems Ed and bro Cliff keep the hours they want. "It’s simple,” says Ed, when I spy him coming through the ordering section. “When we run out, we close. I ran out about half an hour ago.”
And you can’t say they don’t warn you.
Ed's 73 and looks pretty fit. That tells you something about his donuts right there.
He says he and Cliff and their mom and dad started this back in 1967. Wow, 44 years.
He points to the empty trays. He’s right. Not a donut in sight. Dang.
“But,” he says, like I bet he says a thousand times a week, “there’s always tomorrow.
“When will you open?”
“Maybe around ten.”
Stay tuned. This one ain't gonna get away.