If I have one concern about the ethnic food scene in Greenville, it’s that delicious little mom-and-pop joints will get overlooked in favor of the polished glitz of Main Street restaurants or familiar fast-casual chains.
I don’t know what it’s like to stare death in the face, but if I were to guess, I imagine it would resemble my recent experience at The Donut Experiment. To be clear, this is not because their donuts are not delicious, intoxicating and generally safe to eat. It’s because I don’t believe in moderation, and I found myself staring down a dozen donuts, topped with assorted goodies. I wound up eating all 12 of them in a two-hour period.
“Under-promise, over-deliver.” I live by this saying. You’re always going to be a hero when you blow away expectations. (Never mind the fact you’re usually the one setting those expectations at an all-time low.)