Once again I have failed you. This week is all out of order. The Tour de Donut was on Saturday. Today I should be bringing you the winner. But dammit, Harvest Fest was yesterday, and it was too nice to stay indoors and tally scoresheets. Besides, I got to see a whole bunch of my favorite local food producers, chefs, bloggers, photographers, librarians, and Yelpers. So the donut results are being pushed back until Tuesday.
On a related note, if you have been counting the days until the next Ask the Profussor, then you know it’s scheduled for this Wednesday. Unfortunately for everyone concerned, Wednesday is Yom Kippur. It’s the Day of Atonement, it’s a big deal, and it involves fasting. So, AskTP is being bumped back a day to Thursday.
Sorry about that.
Apologies are very appropriate for this time of year. So as long as I’m being contrite, I’m going to try the clean the slate of my most egregious acts from the past twelve months.
Chris Davis. I am sorry. I flew off the handle earlier this year. My comments were never intended to cause pain or distress. Yet they did. I will try to be more careful in the future, and focus on the things that actually matter. You are not the problem, you are part of the solution. Yet I treated you like the enemy. Please forgive me.
My favorite restaurants. I am sorry. My visits have been few and far between. There’s a lesson I learned a long time ago. One can love a place to pieces, but if that love doesn’t translate to visits and economic support, the place suffers. My “job” keeps me promiscuous in the eating department, and it makes me feel dirty. I miss you and think of you often. Please forgive my absence.
Connie Ware. I am sorry. Late one night in June I got carried away while critiquing your cocktail menu, and my argument degenerated into name-calling. That was out of line, and I am not proud of my actions. I’m very much looking forward to meeting you face to face in the near future, and discussing my thoughts in a more productive manner. I’m also sorry about not reaching out earlier. Please forgive me.
My friends and family. I am sorry. This last year I have been very lax about staying in touch. Particularly with my father, more recently with my sister, and it feels like months since I’ve reached out to my California friends. I love you and miss you all, and will try to do better in the future.
Tweeples @charliefarrell9 @EdClairmont @JLVBaby17 @TylerGagnon013 @jLeRoux04 @cheeze5554 I am sorry. Frankly, I’m not entirely sure what I said about Manory’s to get you all so angry. Obviously I crossed some kind of line, so for that I ask for your understanding. Never was it my intention to infuriate those who might not agree with my preferences. If you would like to elaborate on this further, feel free to do so in the comments or privately by email. Please forgive me.
Surely there are other things I’ve done over the course of the year that didn’t measure up to my own high standards. And for those I am sorry as well. On Wednesday, I will get to recite the Alphabet of Woe – not making that up – and it will help to remind me of some additional lapses. Others I’m sure will stay forgotten, and there are probably others still that I never even noticed in the first place.
So for all of those as well, I’m sorry. And if there is anything you would like to add to this list, please go right ahead.
One of the parts about this time of year I like the best is the explicit acknowledgement that we are human. By that I mean, every year we ask for forgiveness, and every year we forget and make the same mistakes over again. I think it’s brilliant. We are all flawed human beings, and I hope next year at this time to be apologizing for a whole separate slate of misdeeds.
But that’s the best case scenario.
Anyway the donuts were great, so delicious and moist. Look at me still talking when there’s science to do. It’s time to dive back into the scoresheets so I can get the official results to you.