In a way it’s fitting that Heather Morris’ favorite things deal with traveling or the fuel required to propel one forward. Her rising “donut empire,” as she jokingly called it during our interview at Studio 35, is called, after all, Destination Donuts. If you’ll allow me to continue this awkward pun further, Heather, sleep-deprived though she might be from rising (yes, rising) at midnight to bake you fools some donuts, has only just begun her journey. Before the year’s over, Heather hopes to open a permanent brick-and-mortar location. Which will make your traveling to hunt down her deliciousness a little easier.
Luck Bros’ Coffee
I am completely sleep deprived and need coffee all the time. Most of the time I like it black with a touch of Sugar In The Raw, and I prefer darker, bolder roasts. I like the smoky, caramel-y, chocolate-y qualities of coffee. Andy Luck, the owner/proprietor, is extremely knowledgeable and passionate about his craft, and he makes a wonderful cup of Joe. I love the environment he has crafted there — he spins vinyl, and it’s not dingy, but it’s not ultra-fancy either. I love that he roasts on site and you can see him doing his craft.
I’m passionate about old vintage vans, little Fiats, little Minis, muscle cars. If I can ever become independently wealthy from building my donut empire I will have a fleet of vehicles. I know it’s so superficial and materialistic, but my dad sold cars so I’ve always been around cars and talking about cars and looking at car magazines. My dad and I went to the Detroit auto show for the first time recently, and oh my god. They had a vintage-looking Fiat 500 and it was super-duper cool. I was just like, “Ah!” There’s also something about the old muscle cars. They just have this power and sound and aesthetic — all those things are so frickin’ cool. You don’t get that anymore; it’s been lost in the modern age.
It’s entertainment. It’s like, “We’re going to strap a car to a rocket and shoot it in the air.” I love that stuff. If you don’t enjoy it, there’s clearly something wrong with you. I like the banter between the hosts. I like seeing different people trying to go around the test track and seeing what [time] they can get in the most crappy econo-box — it’s like driving around in a Ford Pinto. It’s fun to see people just going for it. I would love to do that. I don’t have a bike anymore, but when I had my Ducati I always wanted to go to Mid-Ohio [Sports Car Course] and take racing lessons.
I’ve never been a runner. I abhorred it. One of our friends has a son that has some special needs and I [did the Nationwide Children’s Hospital Columbus Half Marathon] as a fundraiser. I thought I would hate it, but I found out I kind of like it, which is weird. I still don’t get it. I’m not into crowds and I’m not a group sports person. But having to run it and realize the camaraderie and that people come out to support you and how that makes you feel, I kind of dig that. It means the world when you have a stitch in your side and you’re flippin’ tired and you’ve got five more miles and you hear these people with the bells cheering for you — that’s some really good stuff. If you had told me that was what it was going to be like and I’d enjoy it, I’d be like, “You’re high.” But I was proud of myself. My time was abysmal but I did it, I finished. It was a real sense of accomplishment and then I started the biz and all my time and energy went to that. [Running’s] been put on the backburner but definitely now I feel like I need to do it again. It’s cathartic to get out there and focus solely on one thing, put one foot in front of the other. Leading up to the half I did some 5 and 10ks and stuff like that, but literally I ran the half marathon and the next weekend was my first weekend at the North Market, and it all went to hell in a hand basket. It’s been challenging. Our winters are not very nice to us and I am not, I’ve learned, an indoor runner. Running on a treadmill makes me want to slit my wrists or put forks in my eyes. So I can’t do it. I take time off in the winter. Last year I just didn’t have time, though. I’m just learning how to balance work and play. I get up at 2 in the morning every day — except for when I’m at the North Market I get up at midnight and then I work till I sell out the market. Before it was like, start at midnight and work till 5 the next day and do it again for Sunday production. It’s been hard learning how to have a life, be a good parent, be a good wife and take care of my own needs. I want to try to shoot for the half marathon again, but at this point in my life I don’t think I have the time to dedicate to the full. I would like to someday say I could do the full.