I guess my favorite guilty-pleasure food would be Krispy Kreme donuts. The original glazed variety, mind you, not the overwrought versions covered in sprinkles, filled with horrible creme or jelly, or iced with icky frosting. I'm a purist... even gluttons have their limits.
I had my first Krispy Kreme donut in Atlanta, Georgia in July of 1997. I was there at the NEA convention, and some of us were out drinking quite late. Someone suggested a run to an all-night KK, so there we were. It was love at first taste. I've learned recently about a bread pudding recipe Paula Deen featured that uses 2 dozen Krispy Kremes.... I mean, how beautiful is that?
I've since heard that every Krispy Kreme donut you eat takes 3 minutes off your life. Oh, well, that's three less minutes of gasping on my deathbed, right? End the suffering; eat another donut.
I was Googling for illustrations for this post, and I came across some pretty funny stuff.
3 comments:
There's nothin' like a fresh Krispy Kreme. Word. I can't believe your first was 10 years ago though.
Mark :-)
I tried a Krispy Kreme donut once. It didn't blow my skirt up at all. Of course, I live in Massachusetts, the home of Dunkin' Donuts! :)
"So good, you'll suck dick."
Please don't let my mama see that. She'll be CONVINCED that all the Krispy Kremes she bought me as a child turned me into the 'Mo I am today.
Well, that and how I audio taped THE WIZARD OF OZ every year when it played on network television and would then play the audio tapes over and over and over incessantly memorizing every bit of dialogue.
Yeah. And Mama had the nerve to be shocked when I told her I was gay. Imagine.
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