From up here in the lookout, I can see down Jefferson Avenue to Cork's Old-Fashioned Donuts at the corner of 4th and Jefferson.
The other day, I walked into Cork's Old-Fashioned Donuts, and Michelle welcomed me with a glad cry, even though she doesn't like getting her shoulders massaged (the usual reason people are glad to see me coming).
No, she was pleased to see me because in a previous posting to this blog, I had praised her doughnut shop.
Well, heck, I've always been fond of the cute little building at the corner of 4th and Jefferson that used to be the Dairy Queen, and later housed a series of small businesses, most recently a coffee shop (the parking spaces nearby are still marked "Cup-a-Cabana" -- maybe Cork's should lay claim to the name, and use it in promotions?). And I've always been fond of Homer Price stories, pages from which adorn the walls of Cork's. And there's definitely something to be said for any doughnut shop that carries marbled old fashioneds. Mmmmmmm.
So, Michelle gave me a free coffee and doughnut.
Does that make me a professional journalist now?
//The Magic 8-Ball says: "Knowing the answer to this question will not change anything."\\
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