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I would not be surprised if zombies start appearing on Butler. If I were a zombie, I would dig myself out of the graveyard up the street and grab a nice hot cup of La Prima coffee (that they brilliantly serve) along side buttery, flaky, and scrumptious brioche, pain au chocolat and the quintessential croissant.
I have been here numerous times, but my favorite visit was this past Saturday morning. This zombie do not like to get up early in the morning. Yet, this Saturday I was able to convince both Jared and I to partake in the goods.
I have not previously had the paris-brest or délice de pistache. However, after reading others recommendations for such and confirming aesthetic appeal, I ordered both. The nerd within felt the need to research these tasty treats. I was impressed by the history in these delights. I came to learn the paris-brest is pastry made to honor the 1981 Paris to Brest race. Hence, the wheel shape of the choux. Naively, I was thinking it would resemble the tire I will be wearing around my waist with the calories I consumed! I much prefer the French history and not my own. Nevertheless, this delightful pastry has all the sweet and playful bubbled texture of most choux, but its cavernous hallowing was not for any cream- but a hazelnut nut kissed one. The hint of roasted hazelnut, an ever so light touch of sweetness, and the richness of the cream. Worth every single calorie. I will wear my tire with pride.
The délice de pistache a demonstration of the magnificence of pistachios not so much a historical precedent as the paris-brest. Choux dressed with a pistachio mousse that supported a thin plate of dark chocolate. The subtle flavoring of the nuts paired with rich fresh mousse and a thin dark chocolate sheeted tier was perfectly balanced in taste. Admittedly, I would have preferred a drizzling of chocolate as opposed to the thin sheet. The sheet made for awkward eating. However, I felt my personal preference may not be an appropriate deduction.
I also partook in the broiche. I cannot come to this place and leave without broiche. Airy and buttery, flaky and sweet, ahh the broiche! This visit was the first time I managed to contain myself from eating broiche in the car ride home. The broiche was still delicious- even hours later. I only wish I purchased more than one!
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