Food Slut
It has been years since I’ve stopped at a Dunkin’ Donuts, but today was one of those days when I felt like I could no longer fight the good fight. So I steered my car straight into the Dunkin’ Donuts parking lot, sauntered up to the counter and debated as to whether I should splurge on a muffin, a donut, a bagel, a muffin and a donut, or one of everything.
After several moments of painstaking deliberation, I settled on a single chocolate glazed munchkin. And a corn muffin, though the muffin is actually beside the point
since it was the singleness of the munchkin that baffled the guy behind the counter. When he asked, “Why only a single munchkin?” I thought, “That’s a good question.” Such a good question that I immediately second guessed my decision. Had he not just swiped my debit card, I would have told him to go ahead and make it an even dozen. That’s because I’m a food slut – all I need your implicit approval that it’s ok to pig out eat more and I will.
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Came on reference from Savory & Sick. I like the layout, but more importantly, I like the attitude.
For a more post-relevant comment…dunkin’ donuts is the devil’s kitchen. I am quite certain of this. Positive infact.
That’s my two cents.
Oh, Dunkin Donuts, how much I hate you – Our Insurance carrier brought a box of munchkins in & offered half the box to me and while I’m happy I only took 1 little blueberry munchkin, I wish I’d read this first and stayed away altogether.
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