Foreign Imports, Secret Service

I had the chance to eat Dunkin Donuts (or doughnuts, ahem) some weeks ago and I totally forget to blog about it. Must have been the excitement over the sugared carbo. Here's the lo-down: You CAN buy Dunkin Donuts in Singapore! And it is shrouded in a James Bond-style thriller production.

You have to go this website: http://www.zlhub.per.sg/dd/click.htm to place your order. You can choose from over 20 tasty options and order a maximum of 4 boxes of 6 donuts per box.Thats 24 for the mathematically challenged. Limits to your enjoyment, dammit!

When sent, you will have to wait for a phone call. This is when you anticipate every delicious bite into flavoured fried dough. When you get the call, you leap for joy. Time and place confirmed, cash at the ready. The illicit exchange for confectionary is set. A rendezvous tinged with the suspense of a spy thriller takes place at 3 locations - Bishan and City Hall MRT stations and Marymount Road - on Sunday mornings. Holy moly, roly poly dough with a holey! (time to break out into song and dance, and ask where did the floury-sugary goodness come from)

Farah, my colleague and organiser of the Biawak Barbeque, did indeed experience this event. And I had a custard-filled chocolate-coated donut the next day. Lazat! Sedap! Well, worth the agony of waiting and the mystery of logistics.