This wasn't really meant to be an April Fool's joke, but I guess you can interpret it as you will.
I met a friend for lunch today over in the Illinois Building downtown and passed by one of the empty storefronts that often hosts one-day-only vendors. Today, this one was hosting an Amish market from Indiana. Well, loyal 3 or 4 readers, you've heard my opinions on Amish markets. After finishing up lunch at Hannah's Bretzel, we made our way back. Having not contributed anything to the Evil Bar of Doom in a while (for obvious reasons), I decided to treat myself and my office to a box of all-natural, freshly made cinnamon-glazed donut holes.
These things are just obscenely gooey and decadent. I'm going to try to avoid devouring the whole box, but if I do sneak back over for a second one, I won't feel guilty. They are Au Naturale, after all.
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