Shopsin's when a friend mentioned she had always wanted to go, but had never been. An after-Thanksgiving lunch date was planned, and it all went down on Sunday. Three of us sat at the counter eating a "Moe" and two Petes, shooting the breeze with Kenny and Zach as they closed up for the day, it was a quite perfect Sunday lunch. Afterward, I found myself walking down Essex, hoping that the frigid cold had kept the Doughnut Plant crowds away. I was wrong.
the Gingerbread doughnut. Brownie talks about it every year, and I secretly wondered why she's become so infatuated with it. The sign outside promised that inside delicious holiday treats were awaiting me-Chestnut was also available. Unfortunately, a freezing sensation in my digits put the kibosh on such ideas. Maybe one of our Midtown Doughnut Plant outposts will come through!
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