Back from Boston

I'm back.  From Boston.  And I'm bloated.

 

Did you know that Boston is the home of Dunkin' Donuts?  According to Dangles Mc'CatchNothing, our trusty Duck Tour guide, Boston is the only city in America in which Dunkin Donuts outnumber Starbucks.

 

Also, they call them "Dunkies".  Which just happens to be the best thing I've ever heard.  So, obviously I'm calling them that from now until eternity.

 

But back to the bloat.  Isn't it funny how you can go 15+ years without having a donut and then, suddenly, after having them every day for 4 days, you can't go one day without them.

 

Today's my first day from withdrawal.  Specially I'm withdrawing from the following best order of all time:

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Thank you to my dear husband for introducing me to the glory that is the Glazed Chocolate Stick and the Maple donut.  I once was blind but now I am fat.

 

I really miss those frosted treats already.  However, I am now eating melon and water for breakfast and my body is rejoicing in vitamins, so maybe there's something to that.

 

Other highlights of the trip:

 

Fenway is awesome.

Sam Adams Brewery Tour was amazing and the tour guide was the best person I've ever met in my life.  Definitely the highlight.  Her name was Audrey.  AKA, Angel Baby.  AKA, my best friend I've never hung out with outside of a brewery and my only friend that I've ever given a tip to.  AKA, my Spirit Sister.

Little Italy was delicious.

Maine was a super fun day trip.

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