Aaron and I had breakfast at Coffee Call in Baton Rouge Sunday morning. I had never had beignets before… I am kind of sad that it took me 27 years and seven days to discover them.
They are deep-fried pastries covered in powdered sugar. I mean covered… the lady behind the counter used a metal scoop like restaurants use for ice. In case that’s not enough, they had shakers full of powdered sugar on the tables.
The sugar high from breakfast lasted through most of the trip back to Starkville.
