donuts

“Donuts! I’ve got donuts!” –Chief Wiggum, The Simpsons

I was eating go nuts donuts a while ago, a few seconds ago to be precise when some random thought popped into my head.

You see, ordinarliy, when I eat (donuts, or anything else, for that matter), I automatically pop the food in my mouth. Just chew briskly, thn swallow. Usually this works when there are a lot of people with you and there’s not enough food for everyone. Take what you can, eat as fast as possible, then come back for seconds. But as I was getting the last piece of pastillas de leche flavor go nuts donuts (thank you very much for them, by the way :D), I ended up looking at the box and read the guidelines for heating your donut. Hmm, I’ve never tasted an oven toaster-ed donut, so why not? So I followed the directions, placed the donut on the plate, got the fork and knife and strated chewing slowly. Two things hit me right there: damn! It’s freaking good when it’s oven toaster-ed!! And, why the hell didn’t I notice this before? I love the way the glaze is semi-melted/crunchy, the donut bread is incredibly soft, the way the pastillas de leche filling melts in your mouth.. Yummy. Seriously, these are the things I tend to miss out on when I eat too quickly You tend to miss out on a lot of things when you just shove things in your mouth without truly experiencing the taste of things.

Oooo… I’m getting this whole “realizations about life” thing going on.

That’s the effect of go nuts donuts, I guess. And maybe the effect of reading “The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse moves the cheese.” I think it’s a Pinoy self-help book. I’m not really a fan of self-help books. I used to be though, until Nicole Perreras gave me the truth about Tuesdays with Morrie. “Oh, I hate that book. He’s just repeating everything Ms. Quesada says.” Okay. ‘Nuff said… Anyway, back to the self-help issue. They’re kind of useless because I think you should be telling yourself what to do. Arvi mentioned this a while ago when we were waiting for Ally, Mel, Pat and Kay. While asking for advice in Molave about a friendship issue, one of the numers told him, “You can’t help him, if he can’t learn to help himself.” Note to self: Oh no! What is it with me and Opus Dei in this entry??!! Is it a sign? Gasp! End of note. Anyway, back to the self help issue again. I don’t think that self help books really do “help”, I think they sort of serve as reminders to ourselves. Sure, what they say is cheesy, pathetic, idealistic, but they do strike home, right?

Right?