This morning my husband and I went to the famous Donut Man, a doughnut emporium located in the city of Glendora. Our trip was partially inspired by Huell Howser (who also made a pilgrimage to the spot). Also, we were inspired by the fact that yesterday was National Doughnut Day.
Believe it or not, there is an interesting history behind this holiday which dates back to World War I. During the war, the Salvation Army sent 250 female volunteers overseas to France to tend to GIs and boost the troops' morale. They took to making pastries for the men and soon found that doughnuts were a big hit. These women, who earned the title of being doughnut lassies or doughnut dollies, were apparently pretty resourceful in their doughnut craft and resorted to using wine bottles (they were in France after all) as rolling pins and even the helmets of soldiers to fry the doughnuts in.
During the Great Depression, in an effort to pay homage to these women and generate some extra cash, the Salvation Army dedicated the first Friday in June as National Doughnut Day. I thought a place like the Donut Man would be packed on Friday, so we saved our trip for today. If you're in the neighborhood, the Donut man is known for his strawberry doughnuts and tiger tail twists (which I tried). Yummy!