Buying Donuts

For John, BLUF:  Not all donut purveyors are created equal.  Nothing to see here; just move along.

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Remember Fred the Baker?  Remembered his catch phrase "Time to make the donuts"?  Fred made you think that Dunkin' Donuts was a serious operation.  And so it is, mostly.

The other day I dropped my wife off at a medical appointment and drove off to find a near-by Dunkin' Donuts.  My template is the Dunkin' Donuts on Route 38 in Lowell, across from the gas station.  On Rogers Street in The Belvidere.  The Option X doesn't measure up.

I ask for a Poppyseed Bagel.  I was told they don't have Poppyseed, but I can have a Sesame seed Bagel.  It makes me think about Jesus talking:

Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone?

Matthew 7:9♠

Well, anyway, I wasn't having a Sesame seed Bagel, so I asked for a Plain Bagel.  "We don't have any Plain Bagels."  I settled for a Boston Cream.♥

For my Wife I asked for a chocolate frosted raised donut (not cake).  Didn't have any.  Fortunately, her other choice was a croissant and they had one.

Then I asked for "Hash Browns" those little bags of button sized shredded potato.  Properly cooked and seasoned they are wonderful.  In this case I got two servings and they were oily and greasy and instead of being eight or ten individual items, they were all mushed together.  Yuck. I am going to be favoring the one at 651 Rogers Street.

Regards  —  Cliff

♠  From the King James version, the one Paul used when he preached.  Hat tip to Bob Mumford.
♥  As an aside, I often ask for "Philly" with my Bagel.  Usually the clerk has no idea what I am talking about.  That strikes me as being a little narrow, culture wise.