New blog series idea. Posting about all the bakeries I get to try in Minneapolis. I have seriously been waiting to get to Patisserie 46 for a full two years. I mean, I’m all about delayed gratification, but two years is a little too long to wait for a decent French pastry.
Actually, I would call them the best French pastries in the Cities. They reminded me of my time in France. Bakeries on every corner, do you hear me? My life was charmed. And forever ruined. Dramatic.
I had this beautiful chocolate hazelnut dacquoise layered with hazelnut cream and topped with a thing layer of chocolate and a gold leaf hazlenut. It wasn’t even like eating Nutella. Very sophisticated.
Obviously I had to get some kind of cake, but I almost freaked out (who I am kidding, I was freaking out) when I saw the Canelés de Bordeaux, another of those French delicacies which I regard as too time-consuming to be worth my while. You can read about the process here. They are sort of an eggy, spongy interior with a caramel crunchy exterior.
And speaking of caramel, my friend Autumn got a salted chocolate caramel something or other that looked like modern art from the sixties. Ain’t she sweet.
I will be back to try the savory pastries. The croissants. I can’t even handle right now. Every day is like night to me until I can return. Too excited for breakfast.
Goodnight,
L