Munchie Monday: Dunkin Donuts

Recently (before coming south during the stresses of packing up to leave our home of 46 years, and many many generations--family arrived in Massachusetts in 1633 and in Vermont in the earliest set of settlers in the 1700's)  I gave in to a weak moment and drove up to the Dunkin Donuts in West Lebanon's drive-through. 

 I asked for a donut for me and a donut for Dear One.  The girl over the intercom said, "Just two donuts??!!!"  Well, yes.  Wasn't it Dunkin Donuts?  What more could I want?  Pretty funny.  It ended up that no donuts arrived home to share with Dear One.  

Too much stress, I guess.