doughnut dating

"if marriage is as good as a fresh krispie kreme doughnut, i think i'll be in heaven"
- bird

i concur.

at work, we won a contest. we were given doughnuts and hot cocoa every morning for a week.
this is all to say, i ate at least one doughnut for the previous 4 days. they were good, they did the deed of fulfilling the doughnut craving.

however, it wasn't until my lips enveloped a warm, freshly glazed krispie kreme doughnut {which literally melted in my mouth} that i thought:
"what crap doughnuts have i been eating all week??"

clearly, my doughnut consumption is out of control.  but this story does have a point-- it wasn't until i was in doughnut heaven, ready to die of tastebud happiness, that i recognized the horrendous and stale state of the previous store-bought doughnuts.   

my new theory: 
men are like doughnuts. 
{thus, dating can be delicious or underwhelming} 

there are stale doughnut days. and you need those, to appreciate the splendor of the perfect doughnut. with dozens of doughnut shops and even more doughnuts, it's hard to choose: glazed and sprinkles, cream filled, ganache, custard, fruity, maple, and a host more! . . . but it isn't until you try a few, and taste the really good stuff, that you know what's possible, what you prefer.

i determined that i want me a hot, freshly glazed krispie kreme that not only satisfies my doughnut craving but exceeds my wildest doughnut expectations. 

we ate 8 doughnuts total. 

they were delicious.