You know you want this. You know you need this. You know that sticky, sugary, damn tasty straight-to-you-heart-and-kill-you goodness of a Carvel cinnamon bun calls to you this morning.
Do no resist. Do not think healthy, granola-infused thoughts. Its Saturday morning. Coffee calls.
Rise from your warm bed and get a cuppa Joe and this high-calorie, high-cholesterol, perfection at the new Carvel’s at Tivoli Theater.
I already have. Two in fact. The best start to a weekend of high-impact sports, aerobics, and cycling to shape up for swimsuit season.
Yeah, right after I sleep off my sugar coma.
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