Donut Palace — Restaurant in Canton

For years my Daddy brought donuts from this place to our home in the DFW area. They were always so good. Well, my Daddy passed away a little over three years ago.

I wanted to come into the shop myself but those memories of my dad were a little hard to work through.

Here is the good part and why I am sharing our review. My husband is just about the sweetest man in the whole world. He has brought home a variety of donuts. They are light, delicious, moist and I love every donut he brings.

I want to thank the Donut Palace in Grand Saline for treating my dad so we'll. He never had a negative comment about your donuts. Sometimes people see right through the elderly. You spoke to him with kindness. That is what it is all about. Making memories with friends, family and...

There was dead flies all inside the doughnut display towards the bottom . There was 3 in there actually sitting on the doughnuts & flying around and landing on the doughnuts. I did bring it to the lady’s attention but she didn’t seem too worried about it or maybe she didn’t understand. She was attempting to shoo them away from the doughnuts but not attempting to actually get them out of there. I kept telling her and pointing at her to shoo the flies out but nothing. Who knows how long they were sitting on those doughnuts . Their were fresh donuts coming out of the oven and being placed in a stand-up rack, those as well had flies sitting on them. I understand the flies are a problem lately with this heat, but I feel that they should come up with a solution...

Upon mine noble steed (a ’98 Silverado), I didst venture forth to the fabled land of Donut Palace—a kingdom of fried delights and sugary splendor!

Lo, the aroma of fresh-baked glory did assault mine royal nostrils, and I, a humble monarch of breakfast, did command, “Bring forth thy finest bear claw!” And verily, they obeyed, swift as a falcon in flight.

The coffee? Stronger than a knight’s resolve. The glaze? Shinier than mine crown on coronation day. And the service? Swifter than the beheading of a tax collector.

I doth decree: Five golden stars and a knighthood for the jelly-filled squire behind the counter. Long live Donut Palace! Long...