Saturday, October 18, 2008
On "The Donut Hole" and gluttony
Mom, Dad and I passed this place - "The Donut Hole" - about a million times driving around Destin. Mom had eaten there with Aunt Frances and said how great it was. We kept meaning to go there, but never made it until the last day. We were determined. It was about 3 in the pm. Mom and I had left Dad reading @ the condo to go shopping, and we were all starving. We decided to pick up breakfast and take it back to the condo. Well we know better than to go anywhere starving. Plus we couldn't make up our minds, so we ended up getting a riDICULOUS amount of food, including: biscuits and white gravy, chicken-fried steak, bacon, cinnamon-apple-nut-homemade-bread-french toast , and a Belgian waffle w/ strawberries and real whipped cream.
Then while we were waiting we decided well, we should certainly get some donuts for the morning, so we got 1/2 a dozen - glazed, filled, and cake donuts.
Then they messed up our biscuit order so the waitress made them give us that order AND our right order. It was silly. The waitress, who was very sweet, let me take her picture with our 400 pounds of breakfast.
We were only able to eat about 1/2 the food - it was too much. And I ended up bringing home 2 of the 6 donuts to Jason, but Greta found them first. I caught her skulking through the house with a glazed one in her mouth, and there was jelly all over the living room floor...