Happy #FritterFriday! It’s time to get up and eat some carbs — the ultra unhealthy carbs that continue to taste so damn good. Today, we have the Dunkin’ (@dunkin) apple fritter. But first — how would you show possession for Dunkin’ considering it has an apostrophe at the end? Two apostrophes? Dunkin’’s? Dunkin’s’? You really didn’t think this one through, DD. Or did you? Whatever. I’m a copywriter and writing this hurts my brain. I feel for your own copywriters. I really enjoy Dunkin’ — their dark roasts are better than regular roast. The cold brew is better than Starbucks, although the latter has an edge with lattes and specialty coffees. Still, I make it a point to dunk into Dunkin’. However, the apple fritter is something they didn’t think through either. It’s no Boston Kreme or headlight. Everything about this apple fritter is great — the aesthetic, the exterior and interior, the glaze, the flavor — except for the boogery apple glop. May I remind you this is an apple fritter, not a jelly donut. This apple filling comes from a bucket, which is filled in some food factory. It’s gross. It’s uncalled for. I would have been less surprised, shocked, disgusted if there was applesauce instead— but it would have to be my Nana’s recipe because there are actual pieces of apple. Fred the Baker (Michael Vale) is spinning in his grave. It’s time to make the fritters — better. Dammit, Dunkin’! Arrrgh! I’m not angry. I’m … just …disappointed. I’m going to go stress eat and eat a whole pizza. (at William F. Walsh Regional Transportation Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQQ4TW_rrcw/?utm_medium=tumblr










