We’re Glazed and Confused
With a track record of unannounced vacations and selling out early, Aberdeen’s beloved Granny’s Donuts has long followed our mother’s business model — you get what you get, and you don’t throw a fit. But this time, the shop has been closed for weeks. People in our inbox and on Facebook are hungry for dough and thirsty for the tea.
In the year of our lord 2022, we shouldn’t need a detective to find donuts. Buuut, no one at Granny’s picks up the phone. There’s no recording and no way to leave a message. Unlike your Granny, they’re not on social media.
The business’s Google listing was changed this month to “permanently closed.” Last week, it was changed again to suggest weekend hours. Come 7 a.m. on Saturday and Sunday, there was no one inside. But there were drinks in the cooler, boxes behind the counter and an apron hanging on a door handle.
So, like a normal, non-donut obsessed newsletter, we decided to dig a little deeper.
We found out who the business was registered to, found a number, and left a voicemail. We messaged a person who indicated they worked at Granny’s in a Facebook post last year. We asked a business owner who sourced donuts from Granny’s. We asked the carrier who fills The Pilot newspaper’s box in front of the business. NOTHING.
Then, at 6:26 p.m. this very evening, we received a small sprinkle of hope in the form of a mysterious text. If and when we receive more info, we’ll pass it on. In the meantime, like you, we have a donut hole in our hearts.
