Molly and I got up early this morning and waited in line for over an hour at the Doughnut Vault. During that wait, the idea of halving one turned into thoughts of splitting two, and then the decision to share three orders (which actually consisted of five doughnuts—buttermilk old fashioned, gingerbread stack, pistachio glazed) and two one-dollar coffees. Whew! But we walked miles, visited the farmers market, and nursed those babies all day. Calories excused.