I. Have. A. Problem.
(But not donut holes. Seriously, fuck those. They aren’t holes. The hole is what is left in the donut. They are donut balls. And that’s all I’m going to discuss about balls and holes today, or at least before lunch.)
Or you could…
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There should be a tiny dot for donut’s I should eat. Very far away from the other circles.
July 6, 2012 at 3:17 pm
Denzel doesn’t like doughnut holes either…
July 6, 2012 at 8:23 pm
We’re practically soulmates.
July 7, 2012 at 10:00 am
Is there a category of donuts you don’t want to eat?
July 7, 2012 at 9:57 am
Only the ones I can’t. Sorta.
July 7, 2012 at 10:00 am
As far as I know, there are no donuts I can’t eat, but there are quite a lot of donuts I don’t want to eat — the vast majority of cake donuts, for instance. (There are exceptions, but mostly they are crumbly blasphemy against the true nature of donuts, which is puffy, and slightly yeasty, with a wonderful gluten-y chewiness.) Also, donuts that are too greasy, or dunked in so much sugar as to become painful to eat (Krispy Kreme, I’m looking at you).
Nonetheless, this does leave many more donuts in the world than I should eat. At least, if I want to keep my waist from doubling its circumference. :-/
July 9, 2012 at 7:21 pm
I love me some donut holes, so petit and fingerfoodish….my favorite!
July 10, 2012 at 11:49 am