Not Saturday, or a weekday, but for whatever reason, my father felt Sundays were the day to eat donuts for breakfast. Most Sundays, there would be two white waxed paper bags filled with glazed, jelly or cinnamon twist donuts from Golden Krust Bakery sitting on the dining room table, next to the Sunday paper. We would all fight over how many we got to eat. Three felt like a breakfast- one just wasn't enough. As far as donuts go, the glazed seems the least decadent. It's so light! This particular donut was delicious- and it was breakfast, except on a Friday!
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