Krispy Kreme

I’m a ‘jam-in-the-middle-sugar-on-the-outside-don’t– lick-​your-​lips’ girl myself and for some unfathomable reason they don’t sell them at Krispy Kreme. I see where it all went wrong now.
Like the shimmering frosting on their doughnuts — the guys at Krispy Kreme once had visions of world domination. Alas, save a couple of exceptions, their Australian supply chain has dwindled to outlets pretty much only at Sydney Airport (Domestic and International). I presume this is because if you consume too many of these calHORRIFIC cakeys then aeroplane will be your own available method of transport. However if you’re one of the many whippet thin, tiny Asian girls I saw proudly carrying huge boxes of Krispys around the airport, then this review is for those of you. Go on, to the airport with you. Have your cake and eat it. I’m off to eat air.