that lightheaded feeling I tend to get when I walk into City Bakery. There’s the warm chocolate churning, and the homemade marshmallows stacked quietly on the end of the counter, the pastries smiling up at me, the bowls of beautiful salads and perfect soups…then of course, the waft of fresh…
Somebody stop them. I’m not sure if there is really anything better in the world than their crispy, buttery, salty shell enclosing the warm chewy center on a freezing day. Its definitely one of those things in life that makes everything OK. – at least for the life of the divine thing, which tends to be short when I’m eating it.
Images : 1. Wandering Eater 2. Gothamist
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Oooh, I”m happy I didn’t have one of those pretzel croissants! I don’t think I would have been able to stop…
Went to City Bakery almost every day for 3 weeks, and resisted! I did get a cookie once, though.
Next time, I promise I’ll get the pretzel croissant…
PS — what do you shoot with, if you don’t mind my asking?? Body type and lens? < fledgling photog…