»Special-occasion donuts.

With a name like The Donut Pub, you'd think this place were heaven on earth. In a way, the establishment caters to exactly that notion: they cater wakes as well as weddings.
But they don't serve any public-house function: there are only neat trays of deep-fried delicacy along the walls, no taps or casks in sight. No-one carded me as I walked in, nor could I order a "old-fashioned and an old-fashioned".

The Donut Pub is also the ill-fated home to the donut croissant, a peculiar deep-fried brioche filled with third-rate jelly -- not at all like the delicious jelly donuts from the Donuts Luncheonette in Park Slope! Those are the most delicious jelly donuts I've ever tasted.

I came upon the menu while I was going through the hundreds of old newspapers lying in neat stacks around the apartment, armed with a scissors and a glue stick. I am faced with the formidable task of remembering why I had set aside the paper in the first place. Now I have several dozen clippings which I need to scan, file, or send on to someone else.