Years ago, me and my friends were walking west on 14th street in Manhattan, NY. As we ventured towards the setting sun, we passed a quaint looking little place called --
The Donut Pub.
My memory is a bit fuzzy, but I recall (and I believe my friends will also, if you should ask them -- contact me for their e-mails) myself exploding with excitement, literally exclaiming "oh my god!" and running inside the cozy and delicious smelling eatery.What we found was literally a pub with donuts instead of drinks. The only place to sit is along the counter, the only thing behind the counter are donuts, and coffee machines. The other customers included extremely old people, hugely obese people, and generally loud strange people (welcome to New Yawk!)I was in love. This was a special place. Not fancy, not "hipster", not pretentious like some smarmy Avenue A cafe, and not garish, soulless or gross either, like a McDonalds. Just nice and plain and basic and yummified to your advantage!The donuts were delicious. We stayed there for a long time, absorbing the atmosphere and contemplating what other donuts to get, and if we had enough yet. Contentment.
SOOOOOO last week I got a text from my friend Matt (you two are well acquainted by now, right?)
"Just walked past the donut pub and saw bnw cookies in the window."
Why hadn't I thought of it already??? Even though I fell in love with the Donut Pub, I was scarcely in the area of 14th and 7th ave, and in a way I didn't want to go their too many times, so it remained "special" (something I had promised myself and ruined with Singa's pizza, a great chain of pizza that used to only be far away and for special occasions in Elmhurst, Queens, but starting last year opened up RIGHT DOWN MY BLOCK.)So while at my depressing temp job, which is making me want to kill myself, me and Matt texted each other our plans (21st century!) and met up after work. First I went down to buy tickets for a They Might Be Giants show that ended up being sold out (err...woops...damn it. Fuck. Damn it I really wanted to go.) Then, even more beaten down by life, I went up and waited outside the Pub.
I hadn't eaten yet! All day! Not kidding -- from 9AM to 7pm, I did not eat. I was DYING to have a black and white cookie. I waited for Matt and in my hunger grabbed an OK slice of pizza from around the block. I was still starving after eating it.Matt showed up!
We went inside! Ahh, it's been too long! TOO long!You can imagine the rush of excitement. Not only did they have black and white cookies -- they had black and white boston creme filled donuts, and...brace yourselves......you're not bracing.
...seriously...you have to BRACE yourselves...
for....
ALL WHITE COOKIES.
If only I had the appetite for 2 cookies, but I was too overwhelmed I could barely process those things. I will go back and have one, I promise you this. Surely the all black cookies were sold out...?
We both awkwardly asked for milk (half and half was offered...err, no, regular milk is fine.) First I wanted to document Matt's gorging of the Boston Creme Black and White Contraption:
Not a big fan, the creme stuff freaks me out a bit. Still, it looked soft and enticing (doesn't everybody?)
Now it was MY turn. STEP ASIDE, KOFF.
Picking up I noticed how floppy and soft it was. Good sign. I bit the vanilla.
WOW. God damn amazing. Donut Pub you have met and exceeded my expectations. The icing was delicious, with a pure vanilla taste (but not obnoxiously sugary), and it was a chewy moist bite all around.
Chocolate side.
Equally as good. Here was something new -- The chocolate icing tasted like that of a frosted donut. To use a universal comparison, like a Dunkin' Donuts Chocolate Frosted donut. Actually for the record, Donut Pub donuts do taste very similar to Dunkin Donuts. Which is also 5 stores down the block!
I ate the rest of the cookie so deliriously fast that I barely remember it. It was so good. I debated having a donut but me and Matt decided to leave once an old lady across the room started yelling about stuff.
Don't be a stranger, Donut Pub! I WILL be back!
Is that a camera glare or one of those all white cookies???
In BREAKING NEWS: A new bakery has opened up near me, in Forest Hills. My mom brought home a chocolate cupcake with OREO COOKIES N' CREAM icing. It may have been the best thing I've ever tasted. She also mentioned peanut butter icing cupcakes. Do they have Black and White Cookies?
-Jordan
After hanging out at the local comic store with my friend Dave (you may remember him from this entry), we checked out out local 7-11. While it had not turned into an all out Kwik-E-Mart (to tie into the Simpsons movie) like other 7-11s around the country, it did have some changes, like Squishees instead of Slurpees, and some random Simpsons signs to keep us amused and excited for a few seconds. I was about to head out when LO-AND-BEHOLD, a new brand of black and white cookies by the register! And some more little ones too! Little cookies make me bigly happy! Holy shit, "bigly" isn't being spell checked by blogger.
Me and Dave came home, sat ourselves down on mah big comfy couch with our small comfy cookies, and proceeded to flip television channels.
The following is from a movie we flipped to randomly in it's last 20 minutes. IMDBing it afterwards revealed it to be "The Howling 2: Your Sister is a Werewolf", but at the time we were clueless and intrigued, and honestly blown away.
How could there be comments on IMDB of people saying this movie is "bad" or "terrible." I mean look at this stuff!
Some of it is kind of grotesque, but believe you me, there were about 30 other movies we flipped right past in favor of this circus of fun. I want to rent it now.
Dave watches the movie's mind boggling ending credits sequence.
I also brought us some amazing snacks from Australia. The chocolate Koala cookies are alright, but Tim Tam's are fucking unbelievable. The best chocolate I've ever tasted. Hell, I'd do a Tim-Tam blog where I just eat the same Tim Tams every day and talk about how great they are. My mom went to Australia though and only brought back 5 boxes, so of course they were almost gone in 2 weeks.
Ok I'm taking too long to get to the cookies. There hasn't been a new posts for a while, so there's been a lot of important stuff on my mind, as you can see.
Look at that giant list of ingredients. Warning sign.
I placed 3 cookies on a plate.
"Helloooo"
"Hellooooo"
"Helloooooo!!" HELLO!
I bit the vanilla side.
Mmmm. Surprisingly good. It tasted like really pure delicious vanilla. Not too intensely sugary, and it wasn't hard either, but kind of chewy.
I bit the chocolate side (woops, no picture)...Ehhh. It didn't have a big flavor, and actually tasted like DARK chocolate, which I hate.Now it was Dave's turn. I turned the camera torwards him. He became nervous..(actual quotes)..."How do I eat it? Anyway I want...?"
Dave's review: His first response was that the cookie seemed "waxy." He said the vanilla was "good. rich. fresh."He tried the chocolate and agreed that it's flavor was "not as strong."
Too bad the chocolate side takes up most of these cookies! These cookies are NOT equal in vanilla and chocolate. SOMEBODY HELP.
Halfway through eating them, we watched the reality show "Cheaters." For those who don't watch TV at 3 AM, "Cheaters" is inarguably an INSANE show where the producers videotape somebody cheating on a couple (often by hiding in bushes, etc) then have the victim confront their lying partner in public, loudly, awkwardly, and with like 10 huge bodyguards there in case people fight, which they always do. In one episode a girl threw her boyfriends weed into a lake. We all went "AWWWWW!!!!" It was hilarious.
Besides being amAZING, It had one of the funniest excuses I've ever heard a man give a woman for cheating on her. "She's just you when you're not here." And she stayed with him!
Wow.
Then we ate a bunch of pretzels!
THE END.
-Jordan
It's been weeks now since the Black and White Cookie Blog has been updated! A long-standing cookie drought has exhausted the city, as citizens and onlookers ask -- "how? ... why?"
The mayor (pictured here, on 9/11) had this to say:
"We...Americans...must stand strong. While we wait for rescue teams to fly in, we must learn to conserve our... black and white cookies. If anybody has a cookie...eat the vanilla side today, and the chocolate side tomorrow...Or half of each side today. Anyway you want to do it...is fine....But try to let your supply last you till the end of the week...And give women and children your highest priority. There are shelters being established in every borough...With makeshift black and whites being given out...They are rye bread slices with chocolate jello pudding on one side and cream cheese on the other...They're the best we could do until this crisis is over."
When the dry spell is over, the Black and White Cookie Blog will commence with it's regular updates. Stay strong!
-Jordan
