Cherry Darlings Bakehouse sits by the tram tracks in a beautiful and quaint suburb of Adelaide. The bakery prides itself on being vegan – which for donuts is fairly standard – but they have a wide selection of other goods of which the mind boggles how they make vegan-friendly. We had gone to Cherry Darlings over a year back, late one weekend day, and the donut selection when we went was poor. The only remaining donut was custard filled – which frankly hadn’t satisfied our cravings and been a disappointment. So, I hadn’t rushed back to review the bakery for the blog. However, I had started following Cherry Darlings on social media and was astounded by the pictures of donuts I had seen. They had beautifully, crafted donuts of adventurous and delicious flavours which had me drooling over my phone. Driving across town, one sunny and mild spring morning, I was still hesitant. I wanted to try the beautiful donuts I had seen on Instagram, but I didn’t particularly want a stale repeat of the custard berliner we had tried before.
Parking near the bakery I was surprised how quiet the roads were, especially on a Saturday morning. It was only later that it hit me that this was due to the Christmas pageant (note: this pageant takes place nowhere near Christmas time – oh, that annoys me so!). But lucky for me, this meant that the bakery was having a quiet morning and I was left with a plethora of donuts to choose from.
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Their selection was amazing. There were shelves of the most tantalising pieces of sweet, fried dough I had ever seen. Their donuts go above and beyond the normal bakery level, bringing artistic craftsmanship to a simple delight. The girl behind the counter assured me all their donuts were made in store, and how such a small storefront could produce such a large selection of beautiful goods amazed me. The choice was a hard one to make but I eventually settled on a caramel and chocolate drizzled donut topped with pretzels and cookie dough. <p class="p1">Taking the donut to go I headed to a nearby park, nearly deserted besides a couple of men and a cricket ball. The donut looked almost too beautiful to eat, but then again, I’m not good with self-control. So, with the sun warming me, the leaves bristling in a cool breeze, and the crack of a cricket ball on a bat, I enjoyed the donut in the peace and serenity of the park. I look forward to returning and trying out their whole range.
