This Space for Rent

One good reason for a low carb diet.

Julie and I went to a Krispy Kreme this morning and picked up a dozen donuts. I ate a couple of them around 10:45, and even after drinking tea to get the taste out of my mouth, I'm still tasting the nasty things.

Yuck! Maybe I'll eat a cup of pure sugar just to get the nasty donut taste out of my mouth.

later... Eating a couple of anchovies did the trick of forcing the nasty industrial sugar taste down into my throat. I'm sure my digestive system will have some rather unpleasant things to say about the whole idea of sugar frosted grease bombs, but I'm just happy I'm not tasting them anymore.

even later... Seven hours later, I tried a bite of the now-cold remaining donuts. Why, it was even worse; nothing like a shot of sweet, but stale, taste with a rancid overtone of pretend maple to make you appreciate real donuts even more. Or, at least, I'll be able to appreciate the things when I finish using a wirebrush to get the nasty Krispy Kreme aftertaste out of my system.