Led Zeppole
328 E. 14th St (1st Ave.), Manhattan
Few things make us happier than proper nomenclature. Zeppole is zeppole. Who ever thought that fried dough would be more appealing? Fried dough sounds like something gone wrong. And Led Zeppole, well that's just brilliant. We like us some pun with our doughnuts. Unfortunately for anyone over 30, particularily as evening becomes night, the people standing next to you in line are likely to be extremely AI -- NYU dorm residents with powdered sugar-covered hands and clothing. It's not unpleasant, but you surely won't be standing next to someone who experienced "Stairway to Heaven" as the last song at every high school dance.

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