This semi-secluded carbohydrate emporium on 14th resembles an old-timey bar in almost every way, with its muttering elderly waitstaff and strange conversations about dogs' eyes. We call it our happy place. Is that so wrong?
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Anonymous said…
OH MY GOODNESS!!!! These donuts are great. I'm glad i was a good boy and bought 3. YUM!!!
Color us impressed. We never get out of there with fewer than 6 (and sometimes the waitstaff even throws in a handful of donut holes!). Thanks for reading!
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