On my maiden visit to a mall in India, it was not the designer stores that caught my eye, but this brightly designed donut store that made me stop in my tracks. I bought a box of a dozen donuts. Colors of the store are not very different from Dunkin Donuts. The pink is missing. What happened to India's love with pink? Diana Vreelend let the world know decades ago that pink was the navy blue of India. With MOD opening stores around India, I guess India is not that India which seduced Diana Vreeland anymore. Is the missing pink telling of what will soon be missing in India?
Even a sinister customer like me had to stop, look, gawk in awe and at least have some emotions drawn out by the offerings. Varied and staggering in number, MOD makes a big deal about donuts. Sadly, what I tasted was far from good. But way better than the worse offerings of Dunkin Donuts. But these are not the Donuts of King's Donuts, the donuts I crave when I want donuts. Nor are they the supernal donuts that my own mother and grandma made when I was a kid, that now Chef Stephen Durfee makes from time to time at the CIA in Greystone, Napa. Colorful and playful, gimmicky and cheesy, silly and fun are some of the words that came to mind. The photos are taken from my iPhone. The sun was shining bright, the shadows strong like the emotions MOD left me with. Questioning what next for India? Cinnabon? I was not shocked to hear yesterday, that Cinnabon too has made it here, and is now a very popular chain, changing the way Indian eat.
There are two savory donuts offered. Photographed above. Did nothing for me. But I am not the harbinger of good taste. And not someone housing my body and soul in India. Maybe that would change how I enjoy and savor the offerings served up in this land.
The Original Donut was my least favorite. Better than the Dunkin cousin. But still no patch to Krispy Creme and certainly no where close to King's Donuts or Stephen Durfee's (he is the God of Pastry) or those made by our friend Zoe Francois.
What made the experience truly special was the great energy and the effervescent aura around everything the staff said and did. They made me feel for a few minutes that I was the most special man in all of Delhi, and that I was about to take in a box the best treats the world had to offer. MOD certainly values its employees and trains them well. Or perhaps the magic of the Indian mindset is yet to lose the magical "pink" that keeps Indians always smiling and ever hopeful. Thanks are due to the powers that be for small mercies.