Ah, Top Pot -- that glorious palindrome that represents all that is delicious and unholy in deep fried pastry. Better than Tim Horton's (sorry, Canada); better than Krispy Kreme. Simply, the BEST doughnuts ever. And now, for the rest of the summer, I must bid them "good-bye."
Why? Because I am in training for this marathon thingy in Sioux Falls, SD in September. And, I want to lose another 10 pounds before running it, as every pound of weight you carry becomes four pounds worth of pressure on knees and ankles when you run. I really do not want to train my heart out and then come up injured before the run (as almost happened to me before the half-marathon in Seattle last November). So, sadly, I say Auf Wiedersehen, Top Pot; implicit in which expression is the promise that I will be back come the post-September 8 world.