Dear Krispy Kreme,

My family misses you.  With your cascading waterfall of glazed goodness, and your assembly line of perfectly glistening doughy deliciousness, you won us over.

Your paper hats.

And your glowing neon sign that drew us in a like an insect is drawn to bright light.

And even though my children would happily indulge in you every day, I'm glad to be hundreds of miles away from you, where I cannot be tempted, and I can lose the probably 10 pounds that you helped me gain.