pea’s hero is *officially* the Krispy Kreme Man :)

Ok.  It is two thirty in the morning, and we are finally in our hotel, the lights are out, we are jammified and pea’s sockbaby is unpacked.  We have officially *arrived*

Well, maybe arrived is too final a term…it took us a while to actually get to our room…which is on the fifteenth floor…but, no matter which elevator we tried, we couldnt get the button for the fifteenth floor to work….we managed to get all the way to the *fourteenth* floor, but then we couldnt find the stairs…so we went back down, changed elevators, went to the ninth floor, and then changed elevators hoping to trick one into letting us get to our floor…

Hilarity did *not* enbsue, but, it might ensue retroactively, when we aren’t *quite* so tired…

Before we go on, please take note of the time.  Don’t expect any editorial niceties such as going back to the spell checker.  This is a wysiwyg post.

Once we got past the jack knifed truck, we got here without further incident, other than the lateness of the hour.  We did pause once, just because if we didn’t get up and walk around we would be shuffling through the first day of the yardsales like a pair of Groucho Marxes.  And we had to pee. And Kris needed coffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffee.

So, we pulls off at a rest area that is certain to have coffee, and at this cute little gas station…(the name escapes pea…Kristen knows, but, Kristen is sleeping right now…pea promises that the proper nafame of the little gas station will be edited in…we find Krispy Kreme donuts.

We used to have Krispy Kreme donuts in Buffalo.  We even used to be able to get them Hot Now…thirty second old glazed rounds of love.  But, alas, no longer 🙁  Krispy Kreme left the area. 🙁  Pea has not had a Krispy Kreme in a *long*  time.

So, da PeaPod is having little raptures over the donuts, when she looks over and sees little travel mugs, filled with Krispy Kreme bites…like TimBits, only Krispy Kreme.  In a travel mug.  So they ca sit in your cup holder.  Why did they never have this innovation in Buffalo?  Now what to do? a regular donut? a little cute half dozen window box? The travel mug of itty bitty donut joy?


Greed wins out. PeaPod picked the half dozen (natch) and contented herself with taking a *picture* of the travel mug, to show the folks back home.  (No, in case you were wondering, she doesn’t get out much)

Of course, as she is doing this…photographing the donuts…the Krispy Kreme man arrives, with new donuts, and is understandably confused and concerned about the wacky lady with the upstate twang taking pictures of the donuts.

His name is Gary 🙂 We love you Gary 🙂

Long story short, we explained to Gary the Krispy Kreme man how we hadnt had a real Krispy Kreme in *years*  He looked properly horrified, and Gary (we love you Gary) *gave* us a box of  a half dozen still warm new donuts to take with us 🙂

Isn’t that *amazing* 🙂

As we finished the last gruling leg of our later than expected journey, the Donuts of Love kept us going.

Thanks Gary 🙂

We love you!!!

Oh…PeaPod almost forgot…Not only does Krispy Kreme make donuts…they make *fruit pies*  Those never made it to Buffalo either 🙁

One Response

  1. Amanda Thomas Says:

    Hi, I was the lady at the counter when you were getting the donuts, I just wanted to tell you the name of the Gas Station is Weigel’s, I came by to read this so I could tell Gary about it until he’s able to get on and read it himself, It’s Great! I gave him the address, he just needs to get to the library to get on the internet…