Krispy Kreme Dream

 

It’s funny how you crave things when you aren’t allowed to have them.  Strangely, Jenn can’t remember the last time she actually had a Krispy Kreme doughnut and Richelle, believe it or not, has NEVER had one. What? Is that possible? Then all of a sudden the cheat monster appears and bam! We are on a mission. Like a good sister wife, Richelle is game for eating some doughnuts and jumps on the bandwagon driving like a bat out of hell to get us there. Let us rewind to the beginning of the night… It’s cheat day so we meet up with some girlfriends for brunch at Gibson Bar. Yes, they have food, but it comes from Luke’s Inside Out, the trailer right next door to the bar.  We fill up on shrimp & grits, chicken & waffles and mimosas. YUM!! Next we meet our friend Nick at the Black Sheep Lodge for more mimosas, fried cheese curds and jalapenos with ranch dressing and Keith’s corn dog bites with curry ketchup. Now that we are completely stuffed it’s time to head to Rain on 4^th to dance it off and shake our little “tushies on the catwalk”.  After dancing, we need a bathroom break and have to chuckle at the sign on each door that reads, "one guest per stall."  

After getting our Rain on, Nick invites us to his place for homemade meatballs and linguine - Delicious! Thank you, Nick!! We start to head home, it’s 9:30pm and cheat day is fast approaching an end. Just when we think our tummies are satisfied with meat balls, then out of the blue, Jenn gets a crazy craving.  Krispy Kreme pops into her head and she will not give up until she gets it - so she googles it on her iPhone and then screams, “oh my gosh the hot doughnuts now sign is on!” The clock is ticking and we’ve got to get there before cheat day is over (which is in 45mins) so Richelle puts the pedal to the metal (in Texas talk that means… steps on the gas!!).  We have our GPS leading the way and Richelle is driving like a bat out of hell. I’m not sure how it happens, but we get turned around and this is costing us valuable time because the clock is tick-tocking. We cannot afford to make any mistakes and how can we be lost? We have a GPS for gods sake!  Then suddenly the heavens part and angels start singing Ahhhhhhhhhh as the Krispy Kreme sign appears in our sights. 

We park the car and run inside, instead of going through the drive-thru, because when you go inside they hand you a free doughnut as they are coming off belt. That way, if we don’t order by the time the clock strikes twleve (or in our case 10:45) and the doughnuts go POOF! at least we will have gotten to eat one. 

As we enter the building, Jenn grabs some hats off the table for us to put on and we cannot contain our excitement. She says, “this brings up memories of my childhood when, as a kid, I took a field trip to the Butter Krust Bakery. On that tour, kids were given a hat, ruler and pencil (man, times were so simple back then) - afterwards was the piece de resistance when all the kids got to eat the most delicious, insane smelling, melt in your mouth, piece of buttered bread that he/she would ever taste."  So like little kids we accept our free doughnut and savor every bite while our eyes roll back into our heads and all you hear are the moans of mmmm, mmmm. Talking with our mouths full (like you are never supposed to do) we pick out six more doughnuts for our tasting - Hey we could have gotten a dozen, but we were being extra good.  Besides there was no way to eat them all within the next fifteen minutes unless we wanted to make ourselves completely sick (which is not our goal). The kid behind the counter is laughing at us as we ask him to take our photo with the sinfully, sweet smelling, warm, glazed doughnuts. Then we run off to the car to eat them.

It’s not something to be proud of, you know, stuffing our faces with doughnuts, but we ARE proud and excited too because we beat the clock and got our last treat before cheat day was over. Who else can you have fun and pig out with other than your best friend/sista wife/cheat mate - without judgement? In case you are wondering, no we did not eat all six doughnuts ourselves; however, we did satisfy our craving and then took the rest home for hubby to finish.  And so there you have it ... the story of how a Krispy Kreme dream came true.  Hi-five!!!