Who doesn’t like a good donut? Lots of cities have their own sources of which they are justifiably proud. Cincinnati has Holtman’s Donuts. Portland, Oregon has Voodoo Doughnuts. And California’s Silicon Valley has Psycho Donuts.
Psycho Donuts actually has several locations. The one I visited was in San José. They are currently closed for relocation. Hopefully, they will re-open in as cool a location as they were before. At the time, Psycho was located in the lobby of a movie theater. I think this is a brilliant idea. It’s another fun option for patrons going in to see a movie which has to be a good customer base. Yet they were open even when the movie theater was not. In fact, I stopped there for breakfast two days in a row—but my wife and youngest daughter only went once.
I think I may deserve the blame for them not returning with me the second morning. The shop had a large selection of donuts, some more “normal” than others. My wife and daughter got fairly standard donuts. I got the “Dead Elvis.” I will let their menu description speak for itself:
“You’ll think you died on the throne! Cream-filled, bananas, bacon, peanut butter and jelly. It’s a hunka hunka donut love!”
I will add the cream-filled base donut was quite large. My wife and daughter were—well, a bit mortified with my choice. The next day I went back and had some wine-flavored donuts. They went to Starbucks.
People behind the counter are dressed like mental hospital staff. They have a large though revolving selection of unusual donuts and even have vegan donuts. The store’s tagline is “Psycho Donuts, Crazy Good!”
If you are ever in the area, I would recommend the local chain. Like a lot of places I enjoy especially when I travel, this place is a treat. But if you ate like this all the time, you’d be dead in a week.