Guys, I have a confession. I haven't really told anybody except the few women I've lived with... but I've got a
problem.
I
love toasted coconut donuts. I would eat them every day of the week for breakfast if I could. They're my Kryptonite.
Haven't had one in years. I keep telling myself that I don't need junk food and that I can't justify the bad calorie splurge.
The substantial, filling feeling of the cake donut, the crumby texture of the coconut flakes, and easy no-napkin clean up.
My god... I'm thousands of miles from the nearest good Dunkin Donuts and I'm having horrible cravings. Depressing.