Griff had a fantastic idea today after school: go to Krispy Kreme! Or, as Reese would say, Krismy Kreme. This is not just a donut run, it's an event, which at a bare minimum includes supervising the production of the 4pm batch of hot, fresh, raised donuts. We're all geeked out over the proof box; the boys want to be there for the exact moment when the first rack hit dumps the dough from the warm rising chamber into the hot oil. I'm a big fan of the extruder that precedes these delights, but the boys are either uninterested in machines that squirt dough, or my height gives me a better view than theirs. Trust me, kids, it's cool.
For me the culmination of this ritual is eating one of the donuts straight off the production line, warm and gooey. The kids almost always pick one of the other flavors from the case, though. Today's choices: a halloween skull for Griff and a jack-o-lantern for Reese. (We bought extra glazed for Dan and Xander.)
Reese was adorable in a Krispy Kreme paper hat but wouldn't let me snap a photo, so you'll have to content yourself with another of Griff, instead: