Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this morning as a frail woman -- known among insiders as "Hattie" -- stood transfixed in front of the Apple Fritters for several minutes. "Don't do it!," I shouted, trying to talk some sense into her. "I just can't resist," she replied. Rumor has it she's on the Apple Fritter Health Plan. I just hope they don't consider Bad Taste in Hats a pre-existing condition ...!