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A Krispy Kreme in Gainesville. (2008)
One of my more recent indulgences is a hot Krispy Kreme doughnut. Only when they have the HOT DOUGHNUTS NOW sign illuminated, and then I buy a single doughnut (and a bottle of water).
The way it melts in my mouth reminds of Mummu, my father's mother, and her freshly made potato doughnuts. As a child I never understood how you could doughnuts from potatoes. Hers were bigger than the ones at Krispy Kreme (and, of course, much tastier), but seeing as how it's been more than ten years since she was baking at all, I'll just have to make do with the hot ones in town when I get lucky driving down the street and see that bright neon sign.
Took this picture when Candy and I were in Gainesville in December. We were there so she could go to Shands to get a neurosurgical consult. It didn't go well. The Gator doctor said she has a hip problem. When we pointed out to him that we've already seen an orthopedic surgeon who ruled out a hip problem, the guy said, “He was wrong. Go see another orthopedic surgeon.”
What do you say to that?
He explained that all she needed was an injection in her hip bursa and she'd be fine. Three days later we got said injection and, needless to say, she was not fine.
Candy has another nerve study scheduled with a new neurologist on Thursday of this week.
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