In Portland, Oregon, Dee Dee walked into the office, held out two cinnamon rolls and said, "Here, the truck drivers bought these for you."
One of the cinnamon rolls was a normal, regulation-sized cinnamon roll, the kind found in bakeries and Cinnabons across America. Dense, buttery, and sugary enough to make those inclined towards hypoglycemia, diabetes, or A.D.D. reach for the nearest needle or pill, but a regular old cinnamon roll nonetheless.
The sight of the OTHER cinnamon roll in Dee Dee's hands made me freeze, yelp "Oh my GOD!" and "Jesus!"
It was large, like as large as my computer or small dog. Fittingly, the cinnamon roll on steroids that made me gush religious came from a place called Heaven On Earth. According to their website, "Heaven On Earth began in 1974 as a small cafe along I-5 in Oregon. With only 10lbs of hamburger, sheer faith and determination, Christine Jackson began her incredible journey to success…her devote faith and love of Jesus is why she will tell you her business is so successful today."
Later in the loading dock, I saw two truck drivers, Tommy and Ron.
"Were you guys responsible for that thing sitting on my desk?" I asked.
They smiled in a heavy-lidded doped-up sort of way that indicated they may have been coming out of a couple of considerable sugar comas.
I may have been imagining it but I think there was a slight slur to Tommy's voice, "What d'ya think of it?"
"I think it’s kind of fucked up. But I like it. Thank you."
Heaven On Earth Restaurant & Bakery is located in Southern Oregon along I-5, just north of Grants Pass at exit 86.
Heaven on Earth cinnamon rolls
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A BLOODY SOLICITATION?!?!?! IS NOTHING SACRED?!?!
much like you, i think i proclaimed something of a religious nature. but based on my previous utterances using the lord's name, you know that it was immediately followed by a curse word. do you know what phrase i mean? ugh, i'm just thinking about it and it does not flow well off the tongue, but apparently very quickly off mine.
that cinnamon roll was a sight for sore eyes... and a yet-to-be-sore stomach
i know a reference to good ole JF when I hear one and SOMEONE around here is going to h-e-double hockey sticks
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