When I was a kid, few thing were as exciting as going to…the donut shoppe.
Typically I get a cinnamon roll when I go to a donut shop. U know, there’s nothing that irks me more/gets me more disappointed than a cinnamon roll that’s not a real cinnamon roll.
When I was picking up dead bodies for the Coroner in Orange County I went to a donut shop w/the older heavy White guy. He got an orange colored donut. I’d never had one of those before-as a kid, always glazed. I tried one-it was great!