I’ve got a problem, y’all. A serious donut problem. I don’t know if there is some sort inner cop in me that is just now making it’s way out, a Homer Simpson secret identity, or possibly the fact that I’ve been forced into this adult life that has me out of bed at an ungodly hour…
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Plum Glazed Cake Donuts
A week or so ago, I was wandering around the Nashville Farmer’s Market with some friends when it hit me. Like a glimmer of a hidden treasure chest in the corner of my eye. The older lady behind the table must have seen my unconscious excitement, and started to try and sell me on the…
