The other day I was visiting a friend of mine in Philadelphia, PA. I was staying over by Cottman Ave off of Roosevelt Blvd to be exact. Anyway, it must have been maybe 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning when I heard a loud “BUZZ” like the timer on an oven or alarm clock. The buzzing lasted for about a minute or two before the quiet air of the night resumed. Moments later, I would hear a rustling in the bedroom next to mine as if my friend was awakening for the day. It would not be long before I heard the front door close and his car starting up in the cold early morning hour. As I looked out the window, I could see him driving off down the road in the direction of what appeared to be a storefront with a blinking red light on its roof. As I looked a little longer, I could see that my friend was not the only one gravitating towards this light in the night. It wouldn’t take long for me to realize that the buzzing that had awoken me from my slumber, was also coming from this same mysterious building. A dimly lit sign revealed to me that the object of attraction for the line of cars soon accumulating alongside its perimeter was none other than the infamous Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. Upon the return of my friend less than 10 minutes later, it would be revealed that the buzzing I heard was indeed that of an oven timer letting the surrounding community know that the first morning batch of delicious and seemingly addictive Original Glazed signature doughnut treats had just come off the line and were ready to be snatched up by all addicts eager for their “quick fix” that would welcome them into a new day.
J&O, Krispy Kreme, and The Culture of America!
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