These Buns Aren’t Messin’ Around

These Buns Aren’t Messin’ Around


I accompanied my sibs and mom this morning to Frosty’s in Brunswick, Maine to participate in their yearly cinnamon bun feast. Holy crap. Holy yummy. This sugary spot was jammed full of locals and enough pastries to make your heart stop. The cute older lady who helped us had that poof of grandma hair that was perfect for an old- school donut shop like this. My sister told me this poof haired lady had been working there forever. She was too busy serving up sweets for me to bother her for her picture though- so I opted for the buns themselves instead. As you can see these things are EEE-NORMOUS. (And those are my bite marks out of one. Mmm…)

I would like to add here that at the end of every day of my life when I think to myself; Self- you should really stop having treats and sweets and move toward an all healthy, all the time fruit and veggie diet. The thought that follows that up is; Nah- I’ll just run another mile. I’m on a “live-it” not a diet. (Within reason of course.) 

Krispy Kreme, Dunkin Donuts and all others? You got nothin’ on this glazed goodness. Thanks for the biggest cinnamon bun I have ever eaten this morning Frosty’s. Now off to run…
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