Dowbrigade

from
the Boston Globe

Its retirement
never even merited a notice on the drive-through menu, much less a
memorial service with Homer Simpson-esque eulogies. But over the summer,
when customers were distracted by Coffee Coolattas and maple-frosted
scones and such, Dunkin’ Donuts took a step that left some loyalists
with an empty, funereal feeling, twisting them in knots like the snack
whose passing they now mourn.

Without fanfare, the Randolph-based company phased out one of its original
breakfast-pastry items, the doughy, dunkable girder upon which many a
franchise — and ample waistline — has been built.

The cruller is no more.