Growing up in Rhode Island, Dunkin' Donuts was part of the culture.
There was a pink and orange beacon of goodness on nearly every corner and a lot of drivethrus where you could order a "Lahge cawfee, regulah," meaning a large coffee with lots of cream and sugar. These, plus the iced version in the summer, fueled many a high school and college morning when I would have rather slept late.
Now that I live in the "south," aka Maryland, the Dunkin' Donuts people stare at you blankly unless you order VERY slowly and they rarely put the cream and sugar in for you.
It stinks. And the coffee doesn't seem to taste as good when you have to put it together yourself.
Maybe that's one of the reasons Starbucks and the like are kicking Dunkin's butt, but I know in New England DD still reigns.
Anybody else notice regional differences in our old-school corner coffee shop?