Sometimes there are too

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Sometimes there are too many choices.

Tara & I walked to the local Mister Donut to pick up a breakfast treat while Tod & Seth slept. We know what sorts of donuts they like, so when we started to select our dozen, it was with them in mind: French crullers, custard cream, cinnamon, glazed plus a few chocolate ones and picks from the more esoteric types. We weren't even close to done, but we already had 14 donuts--at least two breakfasts' worth. We called a halt.

The most unusual donuts we purchased? Frankfurter Roll (a 'pig in a blanket') and Curry. I think we were carried away by choices.

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