The Crunchy Crunchy/my new favourite donut. (It has dethroned my former J.Co favourite, the Tiramisu, which I am getting sick of; partly because I've just realized the donut actually tastes nothing like tiramisu and the only reason I like it is the copious amounts of whipped cream it houses.)
Ten points for the intriguingly repetitive name: CRUNCHY CRUNCHY. Saying the name out loud forces me to open my mouth and mime a chewing motion, which makes me hungry, which makes me want to eat donuts, which means I will go to J.Co and order the Crunchy Crunchy, which means that when people ask me what I ate for lunch I'll be all, "Oh, the Crunchy Crunchy," which means that the whole process will then repeat itself in a neverending donut-shaped spiral of delicious neverendingness. Those people at J.Co are real crafty bastards.
