Stopped by Mister Donut to buy a Honey Churro, then headed to a park bench 🍩

After writing an article about Mister Donut and reading the comments I received, a donut conference started in my head. The agenda was: "Should I go to Mister Donut right now?" There were no dissenting opinions. It's not that I have a weak will; I'm just weak against maple hallucinations.

The comments mentioned a love for Golden Chocolate, maple-flavored donuts, and churros. I see, that is a truly excellent lineup. You could even call them the Three Musketeers of the donut world. However, the problem is the maple variety. When I looked it up, the Maple Ring that used to exist seems to have been released in April 2021. It's not sold anymore, but my mouth has already fully entered the Maple Kingdom. My passport has been stamped, and there's no turning back now.

With that in mind, I put a New Home Cut Maple on my tray as a substitute. I also added a Honey Churro and my usual Old Fashioned. It was perfect. With this, I could return home as a man who understands donuts. When I left the shop thinking that, I realized a grave mistake. I had forgotten to buy the Golden Chocolate. I felt like I had left one of the Three Musketeers behind at the tavern.

However, the sweet scent was already wafting from the bag. I am not a high-ranking monk capable of waiting until I get home. I decided to eat them on a park bench nearby. Blue sky, a bench, and Mister Donut. I felt like a master of holidays.

But the moment I sat down, the wind of reality blew. It was cold. In my imagination, I was munching away stylishly, but in reality, I was sitting in a winter park with a bag of donuts, looking like an ascetic monk. I didn't even have coffee. I was completely ill-equipped. I just took a photo and retreated immediately.

The New Home Cut Maple I ate when I got home was definitely maple. The aroma wafted up, the dough was crisp, and the inside was dense. I thought it might have been even better if I had warmed it up a little, but that discovery came after I had finished eating. Important realizations in life usually come too late.

When you warm a Honey Churro in the microwave for a bit, it becomes chewy and the sweetness oozes out. This is no longer a donut; it's a sweet blanket.

Finally, I warmed the Old Fashioned in the toaster. It regained its crunch, and the toasted aroma rose up. In the end, the classics are strong. Even when I go on an adventure, it feels like the home I always return to.

However, after the bag was empty, I thought quietly to myself. Three isn't enough. And besides, the Golden Chocolate is missing. It seems my donut conference hasn't adjourned yet.

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