I was born in NY. Specifically in the chelsea neighborhood. Its a pretty lively place. These days its the center of gay life in the city (although, in all honesty, most NY neighborhoods give chelsea a run for its money) and home to numerous icons of the 60s and 70s, greatest of which is the Chelsea Hotel.
While the Chelsea Hotel is no longer what it once was, it does have the good fortune of renting out one of its retail spots to a branch of the ‘Doughnut Plant‘. To say these are good donuts is an incredible understatement. The flavors, textures, and quality are incredible. Its hard to eat a dunkin donut after having these. Its ALMOST hard to eat a Krispy Kreme (although time helps).
You can really taste the quality of the ingredients, the freshness of the product and the genius behind the craftsmanship in each variety. Today I had three small filled donuts:
chocolate hazelnut (the chocolate creme in the middle was so rich it almost tasted alcoholic), Creme Brule (the tops of these are slightly singed, crunchy, and sugary), and cashew orange blossom (the exterior is coated in glaze and cashews while the interior fresh creme is lightly flavored with orange blossom).
They have a rotating array of flavors daily. My absolute favorite is Oatmeal. Its a rich and hearty cake donut with chunks of semi hydrated fruit baked into the donut. The outside is glazed with a milky, lightly sweet, glaze and coated in small chunks of fresh granola. The perfect combination of flavor, heartiness, and crunchy, just-sweet-enough, texture.
Next time you’re in NYC take some time to swing by Doughnut Plant.
On our way back from ToughMudder in Allentown we stopped by at the Cabela’s in Hamburg PA. This store is amazing, at 250,00 sq feet, a pretty serious aquarium, and hunting tableaus that rival the best field museums its more of a destination than just a retail shop. It basically felt like what a natural history museum would be if they had a really bad ass ‘gift shop’ in the middle of the exhibits.
I was at ToughMudder Pennsylvania yesterday. 2:45 to complete twelve miles of obstacles and trail running all over the Bear Creek ski resort (and we were in the first 50 to complete the course). Me and three friends teamed up among five thousand other participants. We all had a great time (after it was over) and a fair share of bloody knees, giant bruises, cuts, scrapes, and hypothermia.
The race organizers advertised the race as being ten miles… after mile nine my boyfriend Shawn (who took all the awesome picture of us and provided invaluable moral support) told us that the the course was actually twelve miles long which translated to two more trips up and down the snowy ski slopes.
Some of the best obstacles were: Blood Bath (Diving into a “blood bath” of red cool aid while eating….or merely placing… a habanero pepper in your mouth), electroshock (where you run through live electrical wires), kiss of mud (crawling under barbed wire in wonderfully WARM mud), log carry (carry a log up a steep snow covered ski slope and then sled down on your ass without loosing your log), and all the cargo nets and 10 foot walls.
Some of the WORST obstacles were: Jumping 20 feet into an ice cold pond and then swimming around a bouy before getting dragged out by nice old dudes in wetsuits, crawling through tunnels of freezing cold mud and rocks while getting sprayed by snow machines, trying to ‘run’ up a black diamond rated ski slope.
It felt real good to finish up… and im looking forward to running another Tough Mudder in October here in Virginia.