So we (Thomas and I) caved. Rather, I should say that I caved, because I suggested going to the little market a couple blocks from work that sells…drumroll please…donuts!
I got a round chocolate one, while Thomas got a twisted chocolate one. Yes, we had to pay for them, but what’s a dollar or two for some delicious fried dough?
I was actually craving 168, but I suppose donuts are the next best thing.