Guilty pleasure...
So although I knew better... I knew I shouldn't... I couldn't help myself. I gave in to a guilty pleasure.
What could be so bad that I should give in to something I know is not good for me?
A donut and a glass of milk. Confused? Its ok, let me explain.
One starts with simple glazed donut, warm it up in the microwave for a few seconds to get it warm.
What could be so bad that I should give in to something I know is not good for me?
A donut and a glass of milk. Confused? Its ok, let me explain.
One starts with simple glazed donut, warm it up in the microwave for a few seconds to get it warm.
A glass of cold milk.
Then one uses a fork to cut the donut into small pieces and dip in the glass of milk.
This is something I have not done in many years. When I saw the lonely donut in the fridge and the milk beckoning a call... I could not resist! Even though my waist-line likes to remind me that I should not... I decided the guilty pleasure was worth the extra sit-ups I will need to perform to compensate.
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