She’s Seattle.
I’m Portland
She’s water.
I’m fire.
She’s introspective and thoughtful.
I’m explosive and spontaneous.
She’s short with dark hair.
I am tall with light hair.
She hates new things.
I seek out the new and strange.
We couldn’t be more different.
Exact opposites.
My sister, my first friend, and my favorite travel companion.
So when Laura told me that she would be down for a business trip, I was elated.
A full day with my baby sister, in the town I love.
There would be plenty of things to see and do, but I had to take her to Voo Doo Doughnuts.
I had first heard of VD when I was watching Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservation. You can see it here.
She just had to have a maple bar with bacon on it.
She didn’t have to say anything. I knew this wasn’t a “Laura thing.”
But as we stood in the extremely long summer long, chit-chatting, it felt like we were still kids.
Our extreme differences faded away, and we were just giggly sisters. Our inside jokes, sideways glances, the things that are so glaringly similar in us made the the time fly by.
Her eyes were wide and unsure when we stepped into the tiny store with pepto bismol walls and crazy doughnuts.
Laura asked me, “will you hate me if I just get a maple bar?”
I grinned. So Laura. I bought three, all crazy, including the Bacon Maple bar. I knew she would sample just about anything… and she had to try that maple bar.
We walked down the street to the waterfront and broke open the bag.
She took the maple bar out. Stared at it. Trying to figure it out. Decide which way to eat it, which position she could put her mouth to taste the least amount of bacon.
Needless to say, she didn’t really like it 
Her faces and the time it took her to try it had us tied up in giggles the whole afternoon. Long after the doughnuts had been devoured.
I will admit, I could finish the whole bacon maple bar ~ as good as it was… it was just so rich and yummy my belly just could take it all.