Holy moly, sugar fiends. Nothing will fuck up a diet faster than a pitstop at the new Hi-Five Doughnuts on Main Street. With the option to build-your-own confection or just grab one already made up, the menu is mind boggling.
Of course I had my reporter hat on and was on assignment, so diet be damned. I tried a s’more doughnut and built my own with peanut butter frosting and mini chocolate chips. After a bite of each, my body was quivering as a sugar surge moved from my head to my toes. And no, I don’t often use the word quiver. It’s kinda like moist. Gross.
Anyway, I need to write a longer piece today on the shop, but you should stop by and check it out on your way into work in the morning. Try the s’more … you won’t be disappointed, and the marshmallow stays wet the entire time. OK, that was gross (the sentence, not the marshmallow).