In my hunt for a hot chocolate in this goddamn city, I once again pop into somewhere recommended on Eater’s list of best hot chocolates in the city only to find that they are no longer doing a hot chocolate - it seems to be much more seasonal than in the UK. They don’t know what they’re missing. In any case, we had time to kill and a need for something to eat and drink, and their maple cruller looked very appealing. It tasted even better, practically melting in the mouth under the flaky maple glaze.