Dough (Rockefeller Center)
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Think again.
Nuh-uh.
Nope.
Also no.
Don’t even think about it.
This string of thoughts kept pace with each taped down, stapled, and laminated paper sign my eyes landed on, cumulatively a mixture of get out messaging: “!!NOT A DINE IN!! !!ZERO SEATING!!,” “Please make room for other customers to prep their drinks. Prep Station Not A Dine In,” “NO Sitting,” and “Hello Beautiful People, once you receive your orders please step outside to prevent a crowd in the store. 🖤.” At some point, it almost reads like a cluster of caution signs that a group of teens pass on the way into a cemetery or woodlands in a zombie movie. Frankly, there really isn’t any place to stay, especially if this space really does fill up the way these signs make me suspect. But, to expect that a donut is also an immediate departure ticket—say on an especially cold winter or particularly hot summer day—sure does suck some of the sweetness out of the experience. With its tininess and white-tile walls, I couldn’t help but be reminded of another sweets spot downtown: Petee’s Pie Company. The only thing is, Petee’s does offer the ability to sit at a stool along the window. And pies—Petee’s has pies. Importantly though, not all hope is lost for a leisurely donut adventure; it simply continues out the door and around the corner...if you’re lucky enough to snag a green chair out on Rockefeller Plaza. So follow the door’s “Clasp & Push” instruction (made by a label maker) and let the kind Spanish man with the Aeropostale shirt and the Common facial coif take care of you. Then step out...what you do then with a donut and the day is up to you.
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Drink: Coffee
SLAPPED. When I picked this cup up at 17:30, it tasted as though he’d just brewed it. It was so good that I couldn’t stop drinking it. That’s an amazing—and quite gratifying—feat.
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Food: Blueberry Lemon Donut
It must be stated: I am no food critic. I’m just a person with some taste buds. And it was these taste buds that were very underwhelmed. It’s actually a regular, old-fashioned donut covered in a raspberry pink glaze. If there was blueberry, I couldn’t taste it. It was a little drier than I expected and heavier simply for the sake of being heavy. I think that the glazing would be more effective with less surface area. In other words, if they ever have this donut in donut hole form, grab it. Otherwise, it offers a donut adjacent experience as overbreaded chicken tenders. On another note: I kept trying to put my finger on where any expectations I had came from. It later dawned on me that I expected that—because of the way it looked—this donut was going to be like the huckleberry donut from Sidecar Doughnuts in Santa Monica. That donut looks really similar to the blueberry lemon (sans the crunchy oat crumble)...but they are worlds apart and should not be compared.