Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Sugar Shock
Today was the General's 65th birthday at work, and as is customary, we celebrated with cake and pizza. Yes, he's a real retired 4-star general and one of a handful of African American's to achieve that rank. Not only that, but he's really nice, a great senior leader, and he calls me "AJ". The pizza was good and the cake was delicious, but within 30 minutes of finishing my meal I felt the first pang of sugar shock. I've noticed in the last couple of years that I just can't handle that much sugar like I used to. I get a queasy feeling and the slight shakes. I just can't enjoy my Friday morning donuts like I did in my youth when I used to eat a "black cat" - chocolate glazed filled with custard - from Montgomery Donuts. Of course, guess what I'm having for dinner - crepes with the Jaycees. I just can't stay away from the sugar!
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I was trying to explain to somebody here the wonder and glory of the Montgomery Donut's old fashioned. It's buttery texture. The way they had that split that formed a soft trough in the crispy exterior. And the perfect sweet, but not toooo sweet, glaze. Sigh. People just don't understand.
You do know the "Monkey Donuts" closed? Sadly, the roof collapsed after a blizzard and the owners couldn't afford to reopen and it shut down. We've got Dunkin' Donuts and Krispy Kreme, but they are NOT the same. I'm still in mourning.
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