I said I would finish my Cambridge entries, but eh, no one wants to read about a crepe chain. And in any case, I’m home now, and I just went to two doughnut places over the 4th of July weekend and feel a need to tell people about them. NYC’s got some lovely doughnut places, so I thought I’d post two per entry that seem pretty similar to each other. Today: fancy doughnuts. Some call them “artisanal,” but I really prefer the term “fancy,” because they really are fancier (and more expensive) than your average doughnut.
Today’s Showdown: Dough (originally from Brooklyn, but I checked out their Flatiron location (14 W 19th street between 5th and 6th avenues)) and The Doughnut Plant (220 W 23rd street, between 7th and 8th avenues).
Dough is a pretty new place (I think they’ve been around since 2010/11), but it has already been ranked as the best doughnut shop in NYC by GrubStreet. They specialize in yeast doughnuts, which they top with various glazes. The Doughnut Plant has been around for a bit longer, and has been featured on multiple travel shows (not gonna lie, that’s kind of how I found out about them). It has four locations in Manhattan (five if you count the Shake Shack in Battery Park City). They invented the square jelly doughnut (imagine a square doughnut with a hole in the middle, and imagine jelly piped through each side of the square) and the creme brûlée doughnut. I was excited to go to both shops.
I was thinking of doing some kind of ranking system with numbers so that I could judge both places on accessibility and awesomeness of doughnut, but I think it might just be better to talk about each first, and then put some kind of win/loss column at the bottom (can I make charts on wordpress? Let’s find out).
First stop: Dough
Door opens outwards, so it’s a bit tricky to open while seated.
There was a line. Because doughnuts. My sister (who valiantly agreed to join me on this quest for fancy fried dough) waited in line while I took pictures of the counter. It was right at my height, which I thought was a bit dangerous.
We decided to share a doughnut: the chocolate salted caramel. Don’t let the above picture fool you. They had more doughnuts on the other side of the counter.
The table at Dough is long and at the perfect height for my manual chair.
My sister and I looked at our glorious doughnut.
Holy crap it’s like biting into the innards of a homemade zeppole (Italian fried dough). I need to show you just how dough-y the middle of this thing is. Dough wins for more accurate name ever.
The glaze was also fantastic. The salt balances out the sweetness of the chocolate, and when it’s done I’m sad that I split the doughnut. It’s a salted caramel doughnut, but I don’t think I got too much caramel. It’s okay, the salt and chocolate make up for it.
Unfortunately, Dough does not have a bathroom. The staff there tells you to go to the Bed, Bath & Beyond down the block (and by block, I mean down to 6th avenue, which feels like going down two city blocks). This was not an issue for me and my sister, because their espresso machine was broken that day. This was kind of a bummer, because they serve Intelligentsia coffee (another high-end coffee brand), and I wanted to try a latte. Oh well. Another time.
Dough does have a water fountain, but it’s way too high for me to reach.
My sister and I trekked a few blocks over to our second location, The Doughnut Plant. There’s a slight incline going up to the door, which also opens outwards. What is up with that?
The Doughnut Plant specializes in yeast and cake doughnuts, so my sister and I decided to get one of each, along with an iced matcha latte (because we both love matcha).
The latte was milky and not too sweet. I would’ve thrown in another teaspoon of matcha, but that’s just me.
There are doughnuts everywhere in this store. I mean this in a cute way. The walls are covered in pillows that look like their doughnuts.
The counter is a little taller than I am, but I can still get a good look at the bottom level of their doughnut case.
The Doughnut Plant has lots of small tables and a bench, which is covered in doughnuts. They’re at a wheelchair friendly height.
My sister and I got a Valrhona chocolate yeast doughnut (to compare with Dough’s doughnut), and a matcha cake doughnut. I was excited.
First, the Valrhona doughnut (star-shaped just for the 4th of July weekend). I have to say, Dough does a better yeast doughnut. It’s no contest. This doughnut could’ve used a little salt in the glaze. Which isn’t to say it was too sweet, just that I expect something a little more intense when it’s advertised as Valrhona chocolate, or at least something that tastes just as good as the glaze at Dough. Boy did that sound snobby. You get this round, Dough.
But the matcha doughnut.
Like the latte, it could’ve used a teaspoonful more of matcha, but that’s just personal preference. It was a very good cake doughnut. This is only available on Saturdays and Mondays, but I definitely recommend getting it if you’re a fan of green tea.
The Doughnut Plant has a bathroom, but it is not wheelchair-accessible. Blast. On the bright side, I can actually reach the water.
THE RESULTS (to substitute for TLDR):
Dough: Better yeast doughnut, counter at good height, table at good height.
The Doughnut Plant: Inventive cake and filled doughnuts, counter at good height, tables at good height, water reachable, delightful matcha latte.
Dough: No bathroom, water not reachable, broken espresso machine.
The Doughnut Plant: Bathroom not wheelchair-accessible.
So, where should you get a fancy doughnut in NYC (well, in the Flatiron district)? Depends on what you’re craving. If you want a yeast doughnut, go for Dough. If you want anything else, go to The Doughnut Plant. Just remember to use the bathroom at Bed, Bath & Beyond.
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See you next week! Well, if my dissertation allows it.