donut go-round

Yesterday I woke up and all I wanted was a donut. So Matt and I went on a quest to find not just any donut, but the best one in town. The Chicago Reader told us that there were two really good ones on the far south side. We drove down there, through fallen power lines and ghetto-looking neighborhoods, only to find out neither was open on Sundays.

What kind of donut shop isn't open on Sunday?! I thought church and donuts went together like peanut butter and jelly. So anyway, after a couple hours driving around we ended up just buying a dozen donuts at the Dunkin' Donuts right by my house. And then ate them all within 24 hours.

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