Having popped into Grand Central for Alasdair to get the iconic photos, it would seem rude not to drop down into the dining concourse to get a snack for later in the day. I weight up my options, and after a tough call between this and Magnolia Bakery, I opt for Doughnut Plant, because I really want to have the Valrhona chocolate donut again. Later in the evening, I devour it standing in the hotel room (no crumbs in the bed!), and it is everything I want. The donut is well-coated in a thick, luscious chocolate glaze; the dough itself tears apart nicely, not too dense, but with some heft behind it. The dream.