We were leaving Chickfila on Thursday evening and next door the hot light was on at Krispy Kreme Donuts. We love (well, mostly me, but whatever) the donuts there and John rolled down his window and had his head sticking out to smell them. "It smells just like the fair," he said. He was enjoying the scent so much that he very nearly crashed into the median.
Yummy Krispy Kreme.
***No, we did NOT stop there. No, we never stop there. They aren't good for us. Boo.***