Not just any doughnuts.
Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
Hot from the fryers.
Drenched in pure sugar.
This is a “must” when we go to Charleston.
Just a few miles from the campground is a Krispy Kreme doughnut shop. And we know about what time they “light up” the sign.
We lay down the card game we’re playing, jump in the truck and indulge in hot doughnuts and cold milk.
We just can’t help ourselves. They are sinfully delicious.
Notice my Mother-in-law showing off her milk mustache!
The first night in Charleston, you know we had to make a doughnut run!
My FIL made a wrong turn which put us behind schedule. We arrived just before they turned off the sign.
It’s a good thing we made it in time. I had been waiting a year for those sinful delights and I made it perfectly clear that I would be more than a little unhappy about missing the hot doughnuts.
I knew there was always tomorrow, but I would have been cranky from not getting any sleep, waiting for them to light up that sign again.
It’s a good thing there’s not a Krispy Kreme Shop near my house!
What’s making you smile this week?