Rob reports sitting in line at Dunkin' Donuts while listening to Letters to Cleo.
Dunks represents New England suburbia, not Boston. The only people I know who drink it all have driveway and wait in long lines at Georgetown Cupcakes on Newbury and Mike's Pastry in the North End. Nothing wrong with it, just saying.
I was guiding a group of out-of-town academics through downtown Boston just the other day, and they decided to make a game of "Count the Dunkin Donuts". Between the office and the dinner spot, we counted four.
Depending on the route, I see eight to ten of them when I bike between my home and work ... about 1-2 per mile.
DD is popular in Southie and Dorchester, which are obviously part of Boston, though it tends to be popular among those who think they live in the suburbs and drive to Braintree several times per week to shop but rarely take the T or go to any other Boston neighborhoods.
I grew up in the city and every person I know lives on that shit. It's rather gross if you ask me!
Plenty of people in the city love Dunkin Donuts for the coffee. I like the coffee so much I buy ground coffee there to make at home. Dunkin Donuts coffee is so good because they don't over-roast the beans. I happen to like their donuts and other items as well.
There is a reason they are all over the city, with 2 or more in every neighborhood. People go there.
What I can not stand are the extreme coffee crowds: the snooty "I like my coffee burnt and like to sit there to write on my fake computer that is more useless than a Speak and Spell" Starbucks crowd. Or the Whose Foods "If there's more than one it's an evil corporate chain" crowd.
I enjoyed 2 Boston Creme donuts just yesterday at Back Bay Station - which, need I remind you, has two Dunkin Donuts with 100 feet of each other.
Back Bay Station
I eat at all of them - and I am Boston.
That kind of summary from Adam and all people can do is talk about....
How about this:
Kay Hanley. Since I was a teenager, I have loved that woman's voice. Sometimes it's sexy, sometimes it's sweet...and sometimes it can sound like that of a banshee who is about to tear your m-f'in head off.
Now that's Boston.
...driving fast down Storrow Drive late at night with Whammer Jammer blaring?