Breadou Donut Giveaways 550
The Breadou giveaway is back! This time, I'm giving out donuts. For those who have no clue what is Breadou about. It is a memory form wrist rest that looks, smells, and feels like a real bread. I own two Breadous. They are fun to use or show off to your friends. Submit a comment in this post before Jun 26th, 2009 to win a free Breadou Donut for yourself now.
Pick Your Donut
Pick one donut from the product list below and enter the product name along with your comment. If you are the lucky winner, you will get a free donut that you entered.
Contest Rules
- Pick one donut and briefy explain why you want it.
- One entry per person. Duplicate comments will be voided.
- Winners will be contacted by email.
- Comment entries will be accepted until Jun 26th, 2009. Then we will randomly generate 5 winning numbers from the comment list. The winners will receive a Breadou Donut.
- Prizes will be shipped by the Breadou company. USPS Priority Mail service for any shipping within the US. USPS First-Class Mail International Package service for any international shipping.
I would go for the Hot Fudge Strips. It looks so real and yummy <3 <3 <3
Finally, a donut that won’t go straight to my thighs!
I love the hot fudge strips — reminds me of my favorite donut, Boston cream. :)
MMMMmmmmm………….Dooooooonuuut
I like the Cherry Swirl the best because it reminds me of the donuts Homer Simpson loves!
OM NOM NOM NOM NOM
These are great, I was sad I didn’t get one last time!
It’s between the Cherry Swirl and Blueberry Flower for me…I think I’ll go with the Blueberry Flower. I really need a wrist rest badly, it might as well be as awesome as these Breadou are!
I choose number 6. as it would look great on the desk
I would like #6 The Hot Fudge Strips. It reminds me of bear claws. It also reminds me of a lamented tale of small-town folks and the corporations that dethrone their business, and yes, even take their donuts. Allow me to regale it for you…
I was but a child when I moved from the big city to the small town of Chaska Minnesota, it was a hard-fought battle in those days, there was no mail service, only P.O. boxes, the town boasted no police officer, no fire station and no towing service. Alas, it was barely large enough to even be a town at all. Having come from Minneapolis I was royally upset to find many of my favorite foods no longer available in this small town wonderland. I had to cut out fast food of every variety unless I could get an adult to drive me down to the next closest outpost of modern civilization, which was a rare thing indeed.
Out of this bleakness however there was one shining star that shone a bright light through troubled waters. It was the town’s only non-bar/liqueur store. The Chaska Bakery. A small shop owned and operated by Terrance Wilconson and his wife Darla made hot fresh donuts every morning. I could hop on my bike and ride about a mile across the dusty gravel roads to salvation. Salvation was then, as it is now in the form of donuts. Warm if you could get the cows milked early enough, hot if you skipped chores and took a whoopin’ from ma to get your hands on the tastiest treat this side of the Minnesota River.
Like all things though, life has a way of changing on you. I rode my bike down to the Chaska Bakery almost twice a week every summer and every Saturday even when I was getting my schooling done. Eventually I left for the big city and my college career. I still visited on the holidays and summers. Terrance and Darla still worked there but they had grown white hair and saggy skin, one could easily see their fatigue fro the many long years of making donuts. They hired help from there daughter Clara, and another high school student of whose name has escaped me.
Finally I had finished school and I was staying home for a week in Chaska. The town hard grown since I had left four years ago; when I went to eat I now had my choice of Arby’s, Wendy’s and Jimmy Johns. I choose none of the above and instead walked the now asphalt roadway to the Chaska Bakery.
I walked into the Chaska Bakery, a portal back into my childhood. The honey-glaze smell always drifted around the entry. The tables, quaint with white table cloths, held many patrons who I had known well as a child. Some recognized me still. Others in the bakery were new to the town. They wore work-out pant suits and headbands. They talked about stocks, corporations and didn’t finish what they ordered. The suburban waste sloshed in person sized buckets at those tables.
I said Hello to old Mr. and Mrs. Potter at the front table and wondered if they had left since the last time I stopped in. Moving to the counter I saw Clara as rosy cheeked as she always was. Her eyes however did not smile when she greeted me.
“Oh Hi David,” she said, “I didn’t know if I’d see you today. I’m glad you came by.”
I looked at her quizzically for a moment. Clara was a nice girl but she hadn’t really been a friend, we mainly talked donuts in our meetings. “I like these ones”, “get me two of those”, “these are new”, “Try one of these”. We were friendly enough; we just were friendlier with the donuts.
“Well, you know me, can’t keep the chubby kid out of the donut store. How have you been?” I responded in a joking manner.
“Oh, I’ve been alright.” She said. “David, what will you have, today’s our last day.”
I stopped, stunned, the low hum of the patrons washed over me while my eyes squinted to make sense of what she had just said. It was her last day, was she leaving to school, were they packing up the shop? Where were the donuts going?
She had to have seen my obvious discomfort at her words when she reiterated for me. “It’s our last day; mom and dad were bought out.”
We didn’t talk after that, I said words, but it was a blur. I’m sure I expressed my condolences, my well wishing for their future. I bought ever bear claw they had left. Four dozen. I left the store with bitterness in my heart and the first of my last donuts in my stomach.
As hard as it was to eat them, I ate every last one and enjoyed them for everything they were worth. That was the last time I ever had a real donut. You know how it is, you go somewhere and try to get them, but they’re not the same, nothing tastes like what you knew as a child, as a young man.
Sure, maybe having a donut as a wrist pad for my mouse would sting a little, maybe when I dozed off I would wake with the bitter dreams of my poor Chaska Bakery. Maybe I would hear Clara again, telling me they were closing up, telling me it was all over David. I would like this donut to bring back the old days, and the good memories of bear claws my childhood.
chocolate caramel please i like Breaduo they are awesome!
I would like the Coconut banana donut because my office is so filled with tech junk and a soft, smelly piece of faux food that I could rest my wrist on would just rock!
I want the hot fudge stripes. That is the coolest product I’ve seen in a long time and my wrist sure could use a donut like that. Even better that I could smell a donut at my desk and not actually be tempted by a real one!
i adore blueberry flower. it appeals to the my girliness.
The Cocoa Banana is making me hungry!
I spend 8+ hours a day on the computer at work… then come home to my laptop and volunteer as webmaster / techie for my son’s high school marching band. Talk about needing a good wrist rest! Sounds like a bargain to me!
Sweet donuts.. I love them all ;)
Blueberry Flower
i love blue. =D
i choose Cherry swirl
its so pretty and cool for wrist
I am partial to the chocolate caramel. Not only because I don’t care for the fruity sorts of doughnut glazes, or because it reminds me of the sort of doughnut I’d have chosen as a kid, but I actually avoid eating caramel. It hurts my teeth – I baffle dentists. Anyhow, I like the look quite a lot, the idea rules, and I won’t be tempted to eat it, so my teeth will be safe from discomfort. For a while.
I would just LOVE to have the Cherry Swirl – I love pink, cherry and swirls so this makes a perfect match for me. Since I don’t get to eat donuts often, this would make a great addition to my desk so that when I get designers block I can daydream about the flavor and the sugar rush it would give me to get my creative juices flowing.
The Blueberry Flower just looks soooooo inviting. It has my favorite colors and flavors. For me there is no other that is comparable to the Blueberry Flower. I have to say, that I have never heard of anything like this product before. I am the curious type and I do venture on to websites to learn more about something that peaks my interest. The breadou donut have definately peaked my interest and more. I just might have to order more to hand out to friends and family. I am so glad I just happened to find myself upon this site.
They all look nice. Just give me what is available.
First, let me say that I love your site, it’s the best I’ve seen.
Now to business, the hypnotic Cherry Swirl entrances a sugary urge yet I choose the zenful Green Teany as it speaks to my soul.