It's getting summerish in Las Vegas, which means I initiate my cold brew and doughnut diet (if every there was an oxymoron...) at The Donut Bar, but today I stopped by The Original Doughnut Bar.

I should have just got one, but I'm pandemically trained to get the most out of every takeout order, so chose half a dozen, but they gave me an extra because of one was small (really, none of these are small), and then an extra because that comes with half a dozen, and then another extra just as an extra. So that half dozen turned into a three-quarter dozen. Too bad I'm pandemically trained to avoid gyms.