A Love Letter to Cinnabon

Dear Cinnabon:

I can smell your goodness from a mile away....it's like being wrapped in a warm winter blanket on an icy cold day. If heaven had a smell...I know it would smell like you.

Just the look of you from a distance makes my eyes water with joy.

As I slowly approach you in your warm glowing case I can't help but admit my heart skips a beat. Then you slowly pull yourself away from the crowd of your friends and come running in to my arms.

Your delicate, sweet and heart warming icing slowly rolls off of you. As I take my first bite.....your gooey bits roll down my chin.

The warm taste of your sweet cinnamon flavor is almost more than I can stand. I crave you every time I come within 100 yards of glorious shop and I can barely resist the temptation of your calling.

My favorite part of you is the left over cinnamon sugar goo that is on the bottom of the container. It's an enormous glob of everything amazing about you and when I scoop it up with my spoon and taste it my heart is sent into complete oblivion.

I can't get enough of you...in every mall and airport you're at....I'll be there...I can't resist you. Please, don't tell my wife I am cheating on her with a giant cinnamon roll...you are my secret guilty pleasure.

I love you,

Dan