It's been a pretty good week for trumped-up holidays - Leave the Office Early Day, Neil Diamond Day, National Running Day, etc. - but it was all just sturm and drang leading up to the real deal today.
National Doughnut Day (or Donut, if you prefer), my friends.
Right up there with Christmas and your birthday as one of the real worthwhile dates to remember on the calendar. And it's not just because doughnuts (great history here) are delicious and fatty and filled with goodness.
And if that's all there was to it, life would be golden brown and glazed. But it gets better! Turns out actual good deeds could be involved as you stuff your face. A good cause is at the heart (hole?) of the day. Or one was originally, anyway.
Doughnut Day got its start right here in Chicago thanks to the Salvation Army:
National Doughnut Day was established in 1938 by the Chicago Salvation Army to raise much-needed funds during the Great Depression, and to honor the work of World War I Salvation Army volunteers - specifically Ensign Margaret Sheldon and Adjutant Helen Purviance - who prepared doughnuts and other foods for thousands of soldiers.
Why is this important? Because in theory it's still a fund-raising day for the Salvation Army, or any other charity you feel attached to, which is worth remembering while you dunk and salivate.
So by all means, do enjoy free doughnuts, but maybe try to buy a few from an organization that can use the help. Sure, you may still feel guilty for gorging, but you can wash it down with the milk of human kindness, safe in the knowledge that your sacrifice will help somebody in the long run.
All fine and good, but if I'm honest, this day is no great shakes around here.
It's not that we don't like doughnuts at the team Sun-Times newsroom. Just the opposite - we'd give a whole patrol of cops a good fight for a box. But the fact is, every Friday is doughnut day for us. Anywhere from one to five boxes will magically show up throughout the course of the day to keep things running smoothly.
Mostly the fine fat vats at Dunkin' provide our circular salvation, though occasionally we'll dip into the local shops for the best in fryolator arts to get our sugary jolt.
But enough of this, time to make the donuts - run, that is.
And if you want to track our doughnut intake today, here's a livestreaming camera at the news desk for your gluttony entertainment needs.