Doughnut Day

My parents arrived in NYC bright and early this morning. After grabbing coffee and running a quick errand, we began the quest of the weekend: the apartment hunt. We checked out quite a few today - some good, some bad, and one in a neighborhood so awful, it wasn't even worth walking into the building.

So maybe the apartments weren't all winners today, but I'll tell you what was: the afternoon snack. One of our appointments put us in close proximity to Doughnut Plant, and I told my parents they absolutely had to give it a try.

There is plenty of variety, but I recommend the PB&J and creme brûlée. The PB&J has a creamy peanut butter glaze and is filled with blackberry jam. I can't even tell you how soft the dough was. Even though it had been sitting on a rack, it was as melty as if it had been plucked straight from the fryer. The creme brûlée is smaller than any of the other doughnuts but special because of its caramelized sugar jacket.

It's on the outskirts of the LES but well worth walking the extra few blocks. These are more intense than normal doughnuts but really hit the spot when you're seriously craving something sweet.