I debated whether to post these photos at all, but as I leafed through some photos I’ve taken in the past few months, I decided I wanted to share. Maybe it’s the fact that I spent the morning racing around to get things squared away for my trip to Paris tomorrow without the power of breakfast to sustain me, but the sight of all this pastry in one place was too absurd for me to keep it to myself.
scones: blueberry, poppy seed, apple
These scones defy every predisposition I had about scones. Tender, soft, and endearingly palm-sized, heat radiated from their deepest viscera, making for one very hospitable bite. Coupled with the assorted accompanying spreads (dreamy strawberry jelly, creamy lemon curd, and butter), they were elevated from indulgent to wicked. This is a snack of snacks.
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I forgot to take notes on these since I was far too stuffed to try them. (This is, after all, appearing in conjunction with everything else I tasted at the Sucré tasting.) This gives you a free pass to do nothing but ogle.
butter croissants
Something about the shape of these particular croissants reminds me of grumpy beach-scampering crabs. Or toddlers defiantly holding their arms to their chest. Not that that has ANYTHING remotely to do with the taste (spectacular) or flaky layered texture (otherworldly). I’m just saying.
pain au chocolat + another
I was too busy adoring the chocolate croissants you see here for me to uphold my journalistic integrity (blah, blah) and ceremoniously sample the other pastry on this plate (they’re the two without chocolate seeping out the end). A subtle lacing of hazelnut in the chocolate croissant is what distracted me. Think pain au chocolat marries Nutella. A star-crossed pairing, like a new and improved Romeo and Juliet. What!?
And then there are these little bruisers. A soft frangipane filled the flaky crust, its almondy grit suspended in an utterly smooth paste. I’m not sure what the shape is supposed to be, but to me, they look like crowns. It was really fun to bite off each little point.
