Like most Americans, I was briefly held captive by the Krispy Kreme Original Glazed doughnut. We’d even swing by Krispy Kremes in Phoenix when we happened to be up there. But somewhere along the way they transformed from “mmmmmm….” to “eeeeeeeeewwww….”. Now it’s pure round goo. There are a dozen sitting at the front of the office and the smell alone is fairly disgusting.