In New England, there is a Dunkin Donuts on every corner. Literally
every corner. In California, they don't exist. Weird. I blame Starbucks. However, when Corey transferred up to Camp Pendleton, he was greeted with a lovely site. A Dunkin Donuts...attached to the Exchange. Lovely. So, naturally, once the kids and I moved up there we made it a point to spend many a Family Home Evening enjoying stuffing our faces with sprinkles and donuts. It really is a must.
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