My supervisor returned today from an extended weekend in Southern California, bringing back with her two boxes of Original Glazed Krispy Kreme doughnuts for our gustatory pleasure. If you have never sampled one of these torodial delicacies, then you are a much, much poorer creature for it, and I pity you. The best part - eight seconds in the microwave and a day-old Krispy Kreme tastes like the moment it was born, warm and chewy, dripping with its supersugary glaze, with not even the slightest hint of the aftertaste you get with other chain store doughnuts. My coworkers and I are guiltily eyeing the rapidly-disappearing stockpile of American manna, hoping that it won't be too long before that neon "HOT DOUGHNUTS NOW" sign will be blazing in a zipcode nearer to us, so that it won't come to this, man turning against his fellow man for just one more taste Paradise Here On Earth.