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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

A question impossible to answer

Let's say you went to the kitchen at your workplace, and let's say, hypothetically, that there was, in theory, a large tray of cookies and sweets. And let's pretend that you decided on a piece of baklava from this tray. In this imaginary dreamworld, you carried your new baklava over the threshold of your office and proceeded to eat it. Now let's say that, for some odd reason, this baklava tasted almost exactly like a Krispy Kreme glazed donut.

Now: is this a good thing? You might logically put together that a Krispy Kreme is good, so therefore, this is a good thing, but don't you want baklava to taste like baklava and not a Krispy Kreme?

I'm confused. Satisfied, but confused.

6 comments:

Hans said...

Already answered: if you are satisfied, then it is good.

Is it a good thing that a Dunkin Donuts (which particularly I don't care for) is opening up across the street from me rather than a Krispy Kreme (which makes me drool), because it means I won't be eating Krispy Kremes all the time? Or will it just be an endless source of frustration?

Reid said...

I can answer that one from experience: it's a good thing. There's a Dunkin Donuts about a half block from me, and I've been there twice in the two years I've lived in this neighborhood. Both times, I enjoyed it just fine, but I never find myself craving it at all, unlike when I walk past the KK.

doug said...

I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I can't stand Krispy Kreme - it makes my teeth hurt and spine shiver - and not in a good way. Perhaps a not very good Haiku is in order:

KK makes me yak
Dunkin Donuts is where it's at
That's my Yankee side

um, yeah.

Reid said...

Where's your Winston-Salem pride, Doug?! To make up for it, eat a Krispy Kreme covered with Texas Pete while simultaneously smoking both a Winston and a Salem. If that doesn't make you love the town, then I don't know what.

Oh, and your haiku has 8 syllables in the middle line. That's the kind of thing that a donut deficiency will do to you.

Anonymous said...

I don't think you carried this experiement to its rightful conclusion. Had you walked out of your office and marched to the nearby Krispy Kreme (a feat that is totally doable, btw), would you have tasted baklava when you bit into its sugary confection? We'll never know...

doug said...

I know! I'm so lame. And I was hoping "dunkin" could be slurred or something. Anyway, your "punishment is missing something: I need to do all this while wearing only Hanes underwear.