donuts in a pizza box

I wish I could say that it is not my fault that we have two dozen donuts at home. Two dozen donuts divided among 1 pastry bag (2 donuts), 1 pastry box (7 donuts), and 1 pizza box (15 donuts). Alas, I cannot.

Actually, two dozen donuts "at home" is inaccurate. One donut was shared between .3 and .4 immediately upon purchase while we waited for m-A to eat. One donut was shared among the two suckers who got stuck in the way back during a 20-minute drive (ha! we got to eat a donut, who are the suckers now?!). Five donuts were devoured upon our arrival home - and when I say devoured, I mean four people stood around the various boxes and bag and cut little pieces out of 5 different donuts until all 5 donuts were gone. The overall scene could be compared to a piranha attack, but at one moment during the attack, I walked into the kitchen to see three backs huddled over donuts. When I said something, three sugar-crazed faces turned to look at me, pieces of donut poised at varying stages of being eaten. I backed slowly out of the kitchen and answered the phone.

I cannot judge, here. The final donut was eaten piece by piece over the course of an hour as I did homework: Read a section, get up, walk to kitchen, eat small piece of donut, return to table, repeat.

So the correct number is 16. Sixteen delicious donuts - 1 in 1 pastry bag, 3 in 1 pastry box, and 12 in 1 pizza box - for breakfast tomorrow ... and dessert tonight ... and probably dinner-prep snack. Who am I kidding - those donuts are never going to see sunrise.

mmmmmmm...2 dozen donuts.

Sorry, family.

Or maybe, you're welcome.