17 January 2011
Waiting for Good Donuts
Some bleary mornings, you just wake up dreaming of donuts.
Especially when a friend writes the night before, telling you she will have bag full of them and asks if you'd like her to drop by for breakfast.
And especially when the donuts are born at none other than Peter Pan (727 Manhattan Ave., Brooklyn), a bakery in Greenpoint.
Peter Pan is no chi-chi Doughnut Plant, but while I adore its 1960s-Warsaw charm, it's not close enough for me to go often (which is probably a good thing). These donuts are dangerous: sweet, not too dense, and the best you can feel for $1. There are dozens of flavors, but my favorite remains the sour cream glazed.
And as I waited for my delivery, I had time to select the perfect donut-accompanying tea- a bold one, with a lot of body, to stand up to all that sugary delight. Keemun is ideal: A strong Chinese black tea, it brews up a deeply fragrant cup, with intoxicating notes of chocolate and dark berries.
I too often overlook these rich, tobacco-colored little leaves, but I really shouldn't. Keemun is such a full flavored, almost velvety cup of tea, it should be drunk regardless of your donut status.
After a few cups, you almost don't need the donut. Almost.