Randy’s Donuts – Phoenix, Arizona
There’s a scene in Iron Man 2 where billionaire playboy Tony Stark decided to treat a hangover with coffee and a box of donuts from Randy’s Donuts in Inglewood, California. Instead of enjoying his bounty inside the restaurant like most of us earth-bound “hundredaires,” he flew up onto the gigantic 32’6″ donut atop the building and ate his donuts there. My first visage of Randy’s Donuts came from a more altitudinous vantage point than Stark’s. I first espied the iconic donut on approach to the Los Angeles International Airport. Had a parachute been available, I might have been tempted to drop down for a donut or ten. My first actual taste of donuts from Randy’s was courtesy of the generosity of my dear friend Bruce “Sr Plata” Silver who grew up not far from the fabled donut shop. On one of his visits home, he brought back a half dozen donuts for me. In my 39 years of devouring dozens of donuts, I’ve never had donuts that good. Randy’s has been making believers of superheroes and ordinary Joes like me since 1953. That’s seventy plus years of people and palate pleasing. Iron Man 2 is far from being the only…