Saturday, March 5, 2011

The Past Few Weeks In Pastries

Since returning from the short study tour, the weeks have gone by in a blur of class, reading, adventuring, and, most notably, pastries.

February 19 marked my first foray into the Brønshøj Torv bakery, conveniently located just two bus stops away, just far enough so that walking there becomes an intentional activity.
This was a tarte, the shell covered in chocolate, the top with almonds and a glaze. Needless to say, it was delicious.

The next documented pastry occurred on February 24th, and was actually one of a pair, as 7/11 has a buy-two-croissants-for-20-kr deal, which was too good to pass up, especially when said croissants are chocolate.
And so it came to pass that I had a chocolate croissant for dessert not only after lunch, but after dinner as well. Thank you, America, for providing quality French pastry in Denmark.

There were at least three pastries between the croissants and the upcoming cinnamon swirl from St. Peter's bakery, centrally located near DIS. I do not want to let them go without recognition, as they were all delicious; however, the pastry that involved almond paste and both vanilla and chocolate icing was my favorite. Not to mention the pastries and coffee we were served when my developmental neuropsychology class visited a school for children with developmental and learning disabilities.
But back to the cinnamon swirl.
Unlike any other cinnamon swirl I have ever had. This was simultaneously bready, gooey, sweet, and cinnamony...
Behind it, physically, and in quality and taste (but not caffeine content) is the half-cup of coffee dispensed by a machine in various locations around DIS. Many a 5 kroner have met their demise in this machine. Especially because it serves hot chocolate too.

Finally, yesterday's culinary delight consisted of the second pastry from the Brønshøj Torv bakery that I can only describe as the flaky version of a doughnut. One filled with raspberry jam.
And so I have found that one of the best ways of experiencing a place is to eat one's way through it.