I hadn’t heard of Portland’s Voodoo Doughnut until it popped up on the Brownie Points blog, with a huge photo of the maple bacon bar—yep, you heard me right. That’s a buttermilk bar, maple glaze, and strips of bacon on top. Further investigation showed that Voodoo is no normal doughnut shop.
The wares are quirky, with available pastries including the Triple Chocolate Penetration (chocolate doughnut, chocolate glaze, and Cocoa Puffs); the Grape Ape (a raised doughnut with vanilla frosting and grape powder); and the Memphis Mafia (chocolate chips, banana, peanut butter, and glaze). Another product, called the Cock-n-Balls, is shaped just like the name. It’s chocolate-covered and triple-cream-filled. The website says it’s a bachelorette-party favorite.
Beyond the doughnuts, Voodoo continues to do things its own way. It claims to be open 24 hours (except between 2 p.m. Sunday and 6 a.m. Monday). It books bands to play in the shop (“No whiny rockers or divas will be tolerated”), and it even performs weddings on-site, “by ordained ministers beneath the holy doughnut and a velvet painting of Isaac Hayes” (a ceremony and a doughnut reception for 10 is $175). Oh, and its MySpace page lists 1,447 friends.
I may be late to the Voodoo party, as Jane and Michael Stern raved about the shop last year on the Splendid Table radio show, calling it a “Goth” doughnut shop. “I never felt so old, so square and so out-of-it as I felt at Voodoo Doughnuts,” said Jane, though they both loved the pastries. “Voodoo Donuts [sic] cast a powerful come-back-to-me spell on those who eat them,” reports Michael on the Sterns’ website, Roadfood.com.
But for a taste of the Voodoo magic, you’re going to have to go to Oregon. The shop doesn’t ship its doughnuts “out of respect to them.”