Yesterday, for the forst time, I visited Krispy Kreme. The girl behind the counter was very patient, especially as we took ages to decide what we wanted and then changed our minds anyway.
However, I think I might have caught diabetes. They have to be the sugariest, fattiest things that have ever passed my lips. I had two, and I don't think I'll be eating anything again until next Thursday. And I really don't think I'll be going back ever again.
The Beastie Boys might rap about them, but even that isn't enough for a return visit. Anyone else visited this chapel to obesity?