I'm torn between maple bars and bearclaws.
Although I don't mind Boston cream, old-fashioned (like you get at Mister Donut), glazed... Um, OK, I like doughnuts period, I suppose.
As I've suggested here or elsewhere, one of the hidden benefits of working at my current employer's place is the occasional appearance of doughnuts, for any of several "reasons." I do have to swim them off, of course, but I'm not one to look a raspberry jelly in the mouth.
Wouldn't that be something to put on your resume: Invented doughnuts. That'd be the ultimate get-out-of-jail card.
Plus, here's the video for that super-awesome/wicked-dippy iPhone commercial song: