We spent the weekend in Spokane visiting our dear friends the Pecks. Thanks to Priceline we got a smokin' deal on a hotel room downtown. The hotel was advertised as having a continental breakfast which, Easton and Ryan discovered after their early morning run, it did not. We were hungry and desperate times call for desperate measures...
Krispy Kreme, here we come!
Our little family had tasted the delight that is a Krispy Kreme, but had never had the opportunity to visit one of those glorious locations. Oh what fun we had! Upon entering that sacred temple our eyes beheld a conveyor belt ushering the crispy, creamy confections on their journey that would end up in a charming green polka dot box.
(Easton's sporting a goofy 1st grader smile, Abby's posing like usual,
and Owen is angry. It was 9:15 and the poor boy still hadn't eaten breakfast.)
The donut workers must have seen the drool slipping from our lips, because they promptly offered us a fresh-off-the-conveyor masterpiece. Words cannot describe the silence that came over our starving children as they savored every bit of those gems.Before we could leave we had to buy TWO fresh boxes. One box full of the "original" and another full of sprinkled, filled, maple and chocolate covered delicacies for us to share with our friends.