For a while back in the 70's I lived across the street from a donut shop. That is when I learned to like the chocolate filled donuts from Shipley's. They still taste the same as back then. But this morning I could not resist the still warm plain glazed donuts sweating in the closed box, so I tried out those, too. They were better than the 5 cent donuts we used to buy after Sunday School back in the 50's and 60's.
So if your math is any good, you have figured out that I am a Baby Boomer. One year to go before I reach retirement. HA HA, I stopped working paying jobs a few years ago! Retire can mean to withdraw or even to go to bed, and I haven't done much of either of those since stopping "work." Let's just say that I work when I want to work. No real rules or guidelines. No punching the clock or following dress codes. Just doing what needs to be done and what I want to do.
So when the guys are awake, I will sit down with them and have breakfast. Donuts, of course!