Travel Channel TX (Inaugural) Road Trip

*Links in this post are videos about the restaurants we visited.

A couple of weekends ago I ran into the playroom and robustly declared, “Road Trip!”  The boys, who have never heard the phrase before, looked at me with puzzled expressions.  So I patiently explained to them that we were heading to Round Rock, TX, home of the famous Round Rock Donut shop.  So yes, I may have called it a road trip, but we all know that phrase is a thinly veiled disguise for eating way more than any one person should eat.  Ever.  And Jakob just may have followed me around the house for a few minutes declaring how random this road trip was.  I told him we were being spontaneous and he said, “But we always plan things and talk about them.  We never just go do something without talking about it first.” Oh my little aspie, how I adore him.

So this may or may not have been shot number eleventy hundred of us in the car while driving because I may or may not have been trying to figure out how to sit so I looked my thinnest and Chris and Nolan (wearing 3D glasses) may or may not have been fed up with me.

After a 1.5 hour donut run we arrived at Round Rock Donuts.  I was a bit peeved that the owner of the suburban was ruining my shot.  I mean really, don’t they realize I am blogging about this in hopes that the Travel Channel will hire me to drive all over TX as a food critic?  I could totally be the female version of Adam Richman. 

Have you ever heard the phrase, “Everything is bigger in TX?”  We Texans like to pride ourselves on making anything and everything bigger and better.  Because of course if something is bigger it is naturally better.  Round Rock donuts makes a TX size donut.  One donut is the equivalent of a dozen.  And you better believe that the reason we drove 1.5 hours for a donut was because we wanted the TX size one.

I had wanted to sit at the bakery and eat our meal there, but the only seating is outside and it was raining that day.  So we piled back into the car and drove to Dell Diamond (of course we went to a baseball stadium, did you expect anything less?) and sat in the back of the car to eat our way to heavenly sickness.

The size of the box the donut comes in is comparable to a large shirt box, but I never received a shirt quite as nice as this.

Opening the box is comparable to opening presents on Christmas morning.  You know, if you like that kind of thing.

Believe it or not, Jakob doesn’t eat most desserts.  I don’t know how he can possibly be my son, but we bought him a cupcake in which he licked off the frosting and then threw the cake away.  (Later on we bought him a Hershey bar to make up for the lack of TX size goodness.)  So this giant donut had Nolan’s name written all over it.

And while Nolan and Chris were making themselves sick on the donut, I helped myself to a TX size cinnamon roll.  ( I have since learned that there is a place in San Antonio that makes a 3lb cinnamon roll that doesn’t even hold a candle to this one.  Stay tuned for that adventure!)  I am not a fan of nuts, but this cinnamon roll was so good that a few days later I ate a second one that we bought all by myself and didn’t offer to share. 

We bid farewell to Round Rock and planned one more stop on the way home. 

To eat of course.  We couldn’t possibly be expected to survive on donuts alone.  Have you seen Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives?  It’s on the Food Network and not the Travel Channel, but we didn’t let that stop us from experiencing this delicacy.

See that sign taped to the door with blue painters tape behind Chris and the boys?  It says they ran out of food.  After we had eaten.  Yeah, this one is gonna need a post all on its own.