I don't know about you but I think April Fool's is one of the best days of the year. In the past when I was a server I convinced some unassuming diners of amazing things: "A zebra just walked down the street right in front of the cafe but I can't leave because I'm the only server!" One year I fooled my boyfriend and his co-workers into thinking Gus Van Sant had met me and asked me on-the-spot to be in his newest movie. We'd start shooting in a couple weeks. This year I convinced my brother and friend that my wounded finger (I sliced the tip of it off last weekend slicing vegetables and had to go to ER -- truly) had become gangrenous. It would have to be amputated on Friday -- most likely just below the second knuckle. Hopefully it wouldn't spread...
I don't have to establish the fact of a doughnut wedding at this point because I have photographic proof above. On April Fool's Day this year (before getting my right ring finger amputated) I attended a Voodoo Doughnut wedding. Voodoo co-owner Cat Daddy locked the downtown door just a few before 11am and then quickly became a Mexican wrestler/marriage baron in order to wed Alison and Adrian. He channeled the voodoo spirit, wrote ancient cat scratch with chalk on the floor, and said all sort of hole'y things before deeming them husband and wife.
Why was I there? Because I'm writing this book and wanted to talk with Voodoo owners Kenneth "Cat Daddy" Pogson and Tres Shannon. I was also already heading across the river for my finger check-up AND Cat Daddy said the more the merrier.
I might tell you more about the magic that is Voodoo Doughnut later but for now, just for the record: Vicodin plus Mexican wrestler look-alike presided doughnut April Fool's weddings equals fun.
Voodoo Doughnut 22 SW 3rd Ave. 503.241.4704
Voodoo Doughnut Too 1501 NE Davis St. 503.235.2666 www.voodoodoughnut.com