The
Krispy Kreme-ifesto
by Christy
As a child,
Id listen to my father and his siblings talk about Krispy
Kremes. They had grown fond of them as children themselves when
they went back down South to visit family. They tell these fantastic
stories of staying in a hotel on the strip in Myrtle Beach, and
each morning there would be a knock at their door followed by the
muffled words, "Krispy Kraems?" Each gives it their best
thick Southern accent while wide grins spread across their faces.
Inevitably, although we know the answer, one of the nieces or nephews
asks, "They delivered them door-to-door back then?" To
be honest, that is one of the few questions that can be followed
by a "back then" add-on without ruffling some feathers.
(In this context, we are referring to something that was actually
better when they were children, not worse, so apparently, "back
then" is acceptable.)
Since we grew
up in New York and were sadly Krispy Kreme deficient for too long,
one-by-one the various families took vacations to the Carolinas,
and that was where we were introduced to the King of all doughnuts.
We would travel down in the spring or summer for a weeklong vacation,
and we were lucky if we still fit in our swimsuits by the end of
each trip. My sister and I could eat a whole box at breakfast between
the two of us, and still look at one another and back at the bottom
of the glaze-dripped box utterly flabbergasted that they were gone
already.
And those boxes!
Those beautiful flat, white boxes with green polka dots, and the
red insignia emblazoned across the top and sides. How wonderful
it is that their company colors are red and green. As children,
we learned that all good things come in the red and green season,
so this was a small way for that notion to permeate our world-view.
Years
after that first real doughnut passed over my lips and into my heart,
I read that they were going public and expanding their customer
base. Oh how I hoped. Then, a couple months later, I saw a Krispy
Kremes Coming Soon sign outside of one of our local grocery stores.
Success! My master plan had come to pass. Systematic destruction
of all other doughnut stores by the one true doughnut maker. It
was as if the trumpets had blasted and the walls were finally crumbling.
As various folks
in and around the office counted down the days for the promised
land of doughnuts to open, I tried to wait patiently. A week before
they opened, we picked up some grocery store doughnuts for a little
inner-office move wed been anticipating. I think that was
the last time Ill ever eat a donut. I find myself defending
the honor of the Krispy Kreme Original Glazed over and over again,
so let me set forth, once and for all, why this doughnut has the
right to wear the crown.
It is time for
the Krispy Kreme Original Glazed doughnut to rise up and take its
rightful place as King of the doughnut heap. Too long we have suffered
under the crumbly, flaky regime of Prince Dunkin Donut or
Princess Mister Donut. These baked and fried confections can not
even rightfully be called doughnuts; they are donuts, as in do not,
as in do not eat. I believe if everyone in the world could eat just
one Original Glazed piping hot, fresh off the conveyor, we would
no longer suffer under such asinine observations as, "Its
just a doughnut."
The Krispy Kreme
Original Glazed doughnut is not "just a doughnut." It
is a masterpiece. It is the culmination of two things very rarely
found in one food item: light and sweet. The Original Glazed is
so light and fluffy that it is easy to eat several, yay even a whole
box, all by oneself. But, it is so sweet, that you are stopped from
completely gorging yourself. It is a beautiful mechanism. Do you
see the perfection?? The thing you love, perhaps have devoted your
whole life to, cannot kill you. Well, Im sure it could kill
you, but each time you nearly put yourself over the edge, as you
dangle on the precipice of sugar shock, you go into autopilot and
hand stops feeding mouth.
All things good
and perfect in the world have a secret, do they not? It is best
that we do not know the secret recipe that makes this Original Glazed
doughnut so good. Im sure it has something to do with the
dough, but I dare you to watch the glaze waterfall just once on
what the Krispy Kremes web site calls the Doughnut Theater,
and not be hooked. Ill tell you what the secret ingredient
is, its magic. The magic that comes when a doughnut store
can take hardened corporate America in one door, waltz them past
said Doughnut Theater, and send them out the other door with child-like
wonder restored in their hearts.

Don't
forget to 'open' the Krispy Kreme box.
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man'i-fes'to: n.
A public declaration of intentions of principles, esp. of a political
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