Have you tried Dunkin Donut’s OREO Coolatta? Have you tried the OREO donuts? Let me know if you liked them in the comments.
July 16, 2012
March 11, 2010
Michelle and I are regulars at a local Dunkin Donuts (there are 73 in a 5 mile radius from my house) and during our lunch break, we run into many other regulars at this specific D’n'D. There are two old bitties, two construction (or DOT, or electricians, or some service that requires bright reflective vests) workers, an assortment of older bearded men that occasionally either hang out in their vehicles or come in to share a table and a man that occasionally joins them that we call “George Jetson.” We’ve never asked his real name, but Michelle broke the ice and now we are on speaking terms. But we call him George Jetson because of this.
He told us his son/grandson bought him this vehicle for him in California for about $2,000. Possibly on EBay. I don’t remember. But he likes to show it off, especially to other old bitties. He says it rides like a real motorcycle, which back in his hay day, he used to ride frequently. Now, he rides this. And he likes to brag about how much cheaper it is than a motorcycle. When the weather is too cold or rainy, he drives a van that looks like he could possibly carry his little mobile in the back, which I doubt he does. But it makes me laugh to think he’d be out on the highway if he would suddenly need a quick getaway… Apparently it’s street legal. I see him zipping by on warm, sunny days up and down the roads. It even has a tiny little license plate too. It includes a compartment for gloves (which he wears when he’s riding) and a device to alert him when his phone is ringing. “They don’t have that for a motorcycle,” he tells us. Michelle and I joke that just like in the cartoon; he must have a button on it so it can fold up into a briefcase. But if he did that, how could anyone peep his ride in the parking lot? Especially the old bitties.
Speaking of old people, every so often, we get ambushed by what appears to be a platoon of veterans. At another D’n'D we used to frequent, they would shuffle in, grabbing any and every free table, marking them with napkins, while a few others would wait in line. But that only happens once in a while, and when I see their vans pull in, I make it known that the cavalry is here. Sometimes we’ll make room for them, and it’ll be our cue to exit to the Jetson mobile.
December 3, 2009
Hey old friend. I’ve missed you. I’m hoping we can get together soon because I really miss having you around. Life just hasn’t been the same. I thought with you gone for a while, I’d sleep a little easier. But wouldn’t you know it, I’m up all night now? I wake up even later than usual for work and that’s no good. I’m not even eating like I used to. What’s up with that, right? I think I’m slightly more irritable and/or cynical too… I’m not sure.
Anyway, I just want you to know that my resisting you is nothing personal. I think my body just needs to be flushed, so for a week it was nothing but water. Trust me, as much as I love water, it’s got nothing on you with your perks and flavors. But seriously, without water, there wouldn’t be you either, so no hating.
I will admit, however, that I’ve been drinking a lot more tea than usual. Again, don’t be alarmed, it’s not a replacement. My throat has been yucky lately. Let’s face it, you can’t really help a sore or sickly throat. As my mom loves to say, tea has antioxidants. You? Not so much. It’s not your fault. You were grown and roasted that way. Maybe your leaves have healing powers? Well, I think we would’ve discovered that by now. Instead we just utilize your tasty beans. Which I recently found out were edible and taste good chocolate covered. A little gritty for my taste, though.
Anyway, I just don’t want you to be mad that I haven’t seen you in a while. I do miss you. Iced or hot. And of course you know it never mattered what time of day. But I think when we do meet again, I’ll actually get those rushes like I used to. And then when I’m at my job, I’ll speed through work like I’m so used to doing. I’d be doing that now… but here I am, writing you this letter.
I’ll be back soon. I promise.
April 21, 2009
Dunkin Donuts had an Iced Coffee Day today, where, for a limited time only, you can get a small cup of iced coffee for fifty cents. Here in Connecticut, that means $0.53! That’s our lovely sales tax hard at work. Plus I think this “sale” is for those who are down thanks to the economy. Or those that just don’t have a lot of money, like me.
My dad enjoys being a pain and thought he should be able to get a regular hot coffee and ask them to add ice, and that should qualify as the same thing. While he has said this the night before and again later today, it didn’t dawn upon me to contend that what he would be ordering is not iced coffee, but coffee with ice. Is there a difference? Yes. Iced coffee is intentionally made to be mixed with ice (brewed twice and then chilled). I had the recipe, but lost it. Shame on me, I know. What my old man wants is the hot coffee with a couple cubes of ice thrown in which essentially just adding about an ounce of water. Not the same whatsoever.
Pick your battles wisely. And also, if they make your iced coffee wrong… why complain? It’s only fifty cents. Normally, around here anyway, it comes out to an even $2. And if you drink iced coffee as often as I do, those two bucks add up quickly. This is why I have a $20 coffee allowance a week. I don’t normally use it up, but I do have a coffee fiend. I’m sorry, I meant friend. Those silly R’s.
I had a homemade cup of regular hot coffee this morning to help me get started. It wasn’t the greatest coffee I had. It never is each time I use the vanilla-caramel cream I bought. It sounded good and I wanted to try it. I wish they make those newer flavors in smaller bottles to try them first. And I don’t believe in wasting money, so I must drink it all until it is gone. So I normally drink a little too quickly for my own good, and I have no one else to blame but myself for speaking too fast and shaking violently. Oh yeah, that happens if I’ve had two cups of coffee in one sitting. I had a few hours to burn off before I went out to get my two quarters cup of sweet, extra light with two pumps of the caramel swirl syrup iced caffeine beverage.
So it may be too late to run out and get your almost free cup of iced coffee, but just keep an eye out for it to return again. And not that I really need to say it (because of DD monopoly in Connecticutalone), but I strongly prefer Dunkin Donuts coffee versus Starbucks. Who’s with me? And did you get your cup?
December 10, 2008
I’ll give in a little to what I’ve been so distracted with lately. I can’t give too many details because I keep hearing similar ideas on TV that have come and gone. Long story short, it’s a sitcom about my experiences and adventures at SUNY Purchase. I’m pretty sure I can mine 2 seasons out of the 2 semesters I spent there if I had the chance. I wrote plot lines for 24 episodes, and I just finished mapping out the characters. Sunday I started outlining the pilot episode, but after all the blog reading I’ve been doing, I think I might freestyle it. It’s not like I don’t have an idea already of what I want to happen in the first episode. It’s mostly an introductory. It’s a pilot episode. So I’m not necessarily limited to 22 minutes. But that’s my goal. Besides, I only need a rough draft to get me going. I can devote January to editing or something.
I won’t reveal the title for my college sitcom. I’m not even going to discuss how I want it to be shot. But I will say that if you know a few of my favorite shows, you may have an idea. One of them is actually the first show that discouraged me from even continuing the project by the name of Undeclared. Awesome show and it’s too bad it was cancelled. I could seriously relate to it and so could my sitcom, BUT I don’t want mine to feel like a carbon copy. I don’t think it will, except for one storyline involving locked doors and “Do Not Enter” signals between roommates, but that’s fine. Arrested Development is another one that I have a serious love for. I enjoy writing while having that play in the background. I’m also going to cite Seinfeld for the mere fact that when Larry David and Jerry Seinfeld started the show, they didn’t really know how to write a sitcom. I don’t either, but that’s not going to stop me from putting the story on paper in script form.
Also, I haven’t had coffee for the past 2 weeks. My friend was sick and all she wanted was tea, and I hadn’t had tea in a while so I felt like drinking tea too. I told her no coffee until she felt better. Guess what happened. Go on guess! Too late, I’ll tell you, I got sick, so all I’ve been drinking is lemon tea or honey tea (when I’m home). What the stank is wrong with Dunkin Donuts that they can’t make honey tea??? It’s delicious and soothing for wounded throats. Sorry, but that upsets me. That should probably be my next poll question. Which tea do you better, honey or lemon? Or honey and lemon? (Don’t knock it ’til you try it.) I’ll pass on the green tea, thanks. (Tried it, didn’t like it.) And Tree will pass on all kinds of tea, it just wants water from now on. I know that was my fault, but hey, it sounded like a good idea at the time.
Hang in there Tree.