Krispy Creme. Tulsa got its first about 2 years ago down in the south part'o town, where the churches expand and the kids drive Humvees. Saw folks waiting in a very long line on a Wednesday, 2 p.m., in the hottest July weather that only Oklahoma and Texas can lay claim to. Saw the same occurence later that week at a different time, same weather. Just friggin' donuts. Good donuts, but...just ding-dang donuts.
Saw Mark praising home sweet home. The complete lack of quality music stores in that part of the country, with the possible exception of the used music store chain, "Daddy's Junky Music," sent this Midwesterner into a mild tizzy during my Massachusetts stay back in '88. We're definitely spoiled in that area.
To cap-Krispy Creme-just a donut; New England music stores-estamos muy malo! Jefe.