"Nun Bun Stolen From Tenn. CoffeehouseI know there are more pressing things to do today, but I just couldn't help pausing for a few seconds of reflection: what would move someone to steal a shellac-preserved Nun Bun? Why would the Goddess have seen fit to bless the earth with such a thing in the first place? Would the thief be someone with deep desires to possess Nun Buns, or deep desires to relieve the world of nuns and Nun Buns?
By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS
Published: December 26, 2005
Filed at 6:48 a.m. ET
"NASHVILLE, Tenn. (AP) -- When Bob Bernstein arrived at his coffeehouse to assess the scene of an early Christmas morning break-in, the one thing he noticed missing was the cinnamon bun that bears a striking likeness to Mother Teresa.
"Bernstein said he believes that the culprit is someone angry over the shop displaying the world-famous pastry, which has been preserved with shellac. A jar of money next to the Nun Bun was not stolen.
'''They went right for the bun,' he said. 'Unfortunately I think it's somebody who wanted to take it to destroy it.'"
I’m fairly certain I know the answer to number two, at least. The Goddess thinks we all need to spend considerably more time laughing.