REVIEW: FOSTER'S DONUTS

WHERE: 11005 Victory Blvd., North Hollywood, CA  91606
PAY: CASH ONLY / ATM on-site

Negative reviews are always the hardest to pull together. They don’t come from a place of being mean or harsh to people I don’t know… they come from disappointment. And the fact that I drove somewhere and spent money to be disappointed.  Le sigh!

I dove into Google/Yelp, hunting for a donut dispensary not TOO far from the apartment – North Hollywood is an area I hadn’t really sampled yet, so a “Best Donuts in North Hollywood” search led me to FOSTER’S DONUTS.

It should be noted that the service was great, an older gentleman behind the counter relaying the specials and pricing deals as I surveyed the case. ATM on site, so their CASH ONLY policy really didn’t have that much impact on my experience. If I had any Lotto tickets in need of redemption, there’s even a scanner machine thing on the wall to make my day that much easier.

I bought four donuts, ticket upon completion totaling just under $3.00. “So,” you ask, “how can you possibly be let down when you got a review’s worth of toroidals on the cheap?” Allow me to let the following specimen answer your question.

I don't know what this is or used to be.

You know, in the first Star Trek movie (like, the FIRST-first Star Trek movie), when that guy’s transporting in, but he shows up all inside out, in a pile on the transporter pad?

I was told this was a maple-iced something or other. You wouldn’t know from taking a bite.  No maple flavor. Worse yet, it didn’t seem to be a donut underneath – it pulled apart like a burned croissant.

What’s truly tragic is that THIS donut…

 … which is my most-favoritest kind of donut, wasn’t bad at all. A little dry, but the icing was top notch. Great consistency.

 The other two were ho and hum.

 Glazed (i.e. "Ho")

Not very sticky at all on the outside, but the inside was chewy goodness. Very sweet.

Vanilla iced w/ Chocolate Chips (i.e. "Hum")

The best moist-factor of the whole bunch, but the most bland icing overall. Even “Ensign Failsworth” up top tasted like SOMETHING… just nothing I wanted to eat.

 OVERALL:

 Maybe I just caught Foster’s on a bad-batch day, but…