11.23.09

I walked into Uncle Benny's yesterday and saw that the ghetto green booths that I absolutely loved were taken out!  In their place were nondescript wooden chairs and tables.  A few months back I survived the name change from Happy Donut (thank you JJ and KF for bearing with me) and was satisfied to still have my chocolate old fashioned donuts.  I was further helped by an impulse decision to visit the Happy Donut downtown by my work one morning.  I walked in thinking that it would be a happy reunion with my familiar "Happy Donut."  But when I looked in the glass case I noticed there weren't any chocolate old fashioneds!  Flustered, the woman behind the counter asked what I wanted. I asked for chocolate old-fashioned.  "No, we have buttermilk old-fashioned...same, same!" she declared with her Vietnamese accent.  I can't believe I allowed myself to be convinced of that, but I was so distraught that I wasn't thinking clearly.  It was so not the same.

So I will still be an Uncle Benny loyalist.  Even without the ghetto green booths.  I can deal.