We’ll happily fight through Buckhead traffic if we can get Duck Donuts to start our day. It’s an ego booster to walk in unannounced and watch a team scramble behind the counter to make your actual order fresh (yes, we’d like oreo and graham crackers, s'il vous plaît). But don’t dive into the doughy goodness right away because they come out steaming hot. It’s so fresh, the dough seems borderline raw and the smell of fried dough (much like funnel cake) hits you in the face. Just cool your ego and donuts with a quick wait at the small window countertop, then enjoy.