Most folks who’ve known us for a while are familiar with our weakness for doughnuts.
Today, of all days, is perhaps when we are at our weakest point with regards to those fried, doughy, holed, sugary pillows.
There was a time when JB could put a baker’s dozen doughnuts down the hatch faster than you could say “Rumpelstiltskin”. Seems like decades ago. Maybe it was. JB is taking better care of himself these days, except on June 4th. And DW all but gave up doughnuts after an almost sick obsession with them for years. Earlier Derek remarked, “I’ve only had two doughnuts in the past year until today, but both were Boston Créme, so I guess that’s more like four.”
Our newest designer, Ada-Belle, has been challenged with the task of taking down both Kathleen and Brittany in doughnut consumption today. While some local experts are not optimistic, Ada responded with, “I’m gonna bury those two quicker than an ant on a melted Popsicle.” As you can see in Ada’s photo, she’s all about focus today.
Mess with the bull and you get the horns…
