Can one get fat just from the smell wafting from a Krispy Kreme? Every day I pedal by the Krispy Kreme at Peace and Person and feel unexplainably tugged backwards by the tempting smell of fresh doughnuts.
How do the residents of Historic Oakwood defend themselves against this fragrant siren song?
I remember being amused at seeing a Krispy Kreme in the Sydney Airport when I visited Down Under. All the way from Winston-Salem to Australia. Good on ya’, mates!
Bah. It’s just Krispy Kreme. It’s not like they’re good donuts.
When I was in college, my dorm and entire college for that matter, was across the street from the main Little Debbie plant. If the wind was blowing the right way you could tell which snack cake the line was making that day!