You offer it to me freely ... I doughnut deny that my heart has greatly desired this
(I throw down the gauntlet: 15 points for naming who we're punning)
California highlight #6
Ah, Krispy Kreme. We missed you. Yes, technically we can get you in Cleveland, and now at the grocery store, but you and I both know ... something's missing ... something's just not the same. The real you comes right off the Great (no, the Glorious) Machine.
A real Krispy Kreme doughnut is thus melt-in-your-mouth-soft, warm, and airy with just a hint of fried crispiness. Oh yes, it's worth getting excited about. When this Krispy Kreme (the first in Northern California) opened, people drove for miles and stood in lines that snaked out the door for over an hour.
We bought a box of a dozen doughnuts, but, probably owing to the fact that we were carrying on like the pastry paparazzi, the nice workers also gave each of us a super-fresh doughnut, just off the assembly line, to eat right away, no extra charge.
Sweet.
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