Friday, January 2, 2009

Pathetic Confession #2

I have an unhealthy obsession with Hostess Frosted Donettes. Which I refer to as Wax Doughnuts. They sold them in our college food service and I've been hooked ever since. Every time I go grocery shopping, these somehow sneak into my cart when I'm not looking. And then they jump in my mouth. Repeatedly. Bad, evil donettes. Get off my hips!

Go ahead people. Judge away.


  1. Yea, me too. And the powdered sugar ones to!

  2. I am all about the chocolate ones. It's partly flavor, partly texture. I'm so glad I'm not alone. Should we start a support group?

  3. Too late for a support group. The day I read this post, my thoughts kept going back to those donettes. I got through the day, but by after dinner time, it was a lost cause. I tried drinkig tea, eating more protein--nothing worked to fill the hole inside screaming to be filled by chocolate donettes. Poor Wayne had to be sent to the corner store to fetch me some donettes; unfortunately, peanut butter M & M's and Rolo's also had to join in on the party. (If yule logs were sold at the corner store, Wayne would have had to have fetched that last week!) Will you start featuring pathetic confessions and fabulous photos of salads soon, so that I may have an easier time staying on my diet? ;-)

  4. I'm so sorry. I understand the gaping, gnawing hole that is the urge for donettes.

    Actually, I'll be posting my first light recipe a little later tonight.

    Also, your phone message cut in and out and I only caught a few words. I will try to call you at the tea room tomorrow.


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