First stop in Sin City? Dunkin' Donuts
I pulled away from the curb, headed for Las Vegas on Thursday with one thing on my mind. Sure, I was looking forward to the casinos, the buffets and a show or two. But all that would come after my first stop in Sin City: Dunkin' Donuts and an extra-large cup of coconut-flavored coffee. Not flavored with a sweet syrup, mind you. Just flavored coffee.
I can hear the thunk as all you coffee purists out there clutch your chests and fall out of your chairs, knocking over your Intelligentsia on the way down. But I don't care: I love flavored coffee. So there. And I especially love Dunkin' Donuts flavored coffee.
For reasons I don't understand, there are no Dunkin' Donuts in So Cal, but there are at least 10 in Las Vegas. (Please correct me if I am wrong. Every so often I visit the Dunkin' Donuts website and punch in my home ZIP Code and my work ZIP Code, and cross my fingers.)
So while we were in Vegas, hubby -- bless his heart -- had already located the Dunkin' Donuts outlets in the area, and along our route to Hoover Dam. If we were on the road, I had a large Dunkin' Donuts coffee in the cupholder. In four days, we racked up six DD stops.
And on our way back home Sunday morning, we braved a ridiculously long line to stock up on bags to go. I know you can now buy it at the supermarket. But the bags at my supermarket do not yet sport the cool new sleeves, left. And besides, it just tastes better knowing I bought it at a bona fide Dunkin' Donuts.
Farewell, DD, until my next trip to Vegas. Until then, SMOOCH.
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