Donut Whole

It's funny how when something is readily available, you don't feel the need to consume it regularly. But take it away and suddenly you crave it (isn't that why most diets fail?). I remember halfway through our year in Japan making a long trip to the American Market in the center of Tokyo just to see what they had, since my grocery store had almost no western products to speak of. It's better now, but a decade ago there were less expats, less demand, less supply. The American Market stocked marshmallows and the sight of them made me drool. Which was funny considering I'd never in my life just opened a sack of marshmallows and popped them in my mouth like snack food. Before that day anyway!

I've written previously about our cravings for In-N-Out Burger, and how we about died of sugar bliss when we visited the Philippines and came across Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. Asian sweets are much less sweet than American. Or Filipino sweets. If I order cake in Macau, it's generally a sponge-type cake that lacks flavor, with fruit in place of frosting. When I want cake, I want a dense cake with buttercream frosting shaped like roses. But alas, unless I make one myself (fat chance!) it just isn't happening.

Our first day in Thailand we make a quick stop into a huge shopping mall (biggest in Bangkok called MBK) and made it about four feet inside before we saw something we could not resist: Dunkin' Donuts. A whole wall filled with shelf after shelf of American style-sweetness in cake form. Yes, we stopped in and had dessert before dinner. Because that's what vacation is all about, right?

I don't remember the last time I had a Dunkin' Donut in America... They're on every corner so not all that appealing! But Ben said, "I've been waiting my whole life for a donut this good!" My sweet-loving, American-tastebud, short-memory sentiment exactly!

Comments

:o) Rachel said…
I don't even like donuts, but I totally would have eaten one with you - I love my sugar! I'll take a chocolate glazed anything, please.

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