In the wake of my Love the Way We Love about the best croissants (local or otherwise). Better than Le Louvre Cafe in Paris. Certainly better than those hack coffee shops in Montreal, Better than the pastries in the south side of Belgium.... the fluffy flaky folds of delight at a certain garage on a certain street (I cannot reveal my sources any longer). I made that mistake wring about my Love, and people must have come from far and wide to try them. They have now all caught on to the best secret in town. I try to get a croissant now and they are sold out at 8 am! Not a crumb left to be had. The bakery lady smiles smugly and says, "we're all sold out"... please make more!!! The suply is in demand! I now have to set my alarm clock for 6 AM and tredge up there in the snow drifts in the dark to ensure I snare of of those crispy flaky golden delights. —Pulsburry dough whore


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