Habits Breed Familiarity

  Same is it ever was… Ten years ago, living on a different side of town, I used to frequent a gas station most every weekday morning. This familiar place served the best coffee around, a morning copy of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel (loved their sports and food sections), and a sweet treat. I would pick out a cranberry nut muffin or a nut-topped, persian donut with butter cream frosting. The latter was almost irresistible. Every morning, Kwik Trip was homeRead more