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| - We live near Chef Flemming's Bake Shop which is not necessarily a good thing for my hips; however, my attitude is "If I'm going to eat sweets, they better be good sweets!" The pastries are the best I've had anywhere in the world. Friends say, "Shouldn't we share one?" No, we should share two or three. I love the cheese Danish (more than anything), and my husband's favorite is the cinnamon roll. The fruit pastries are delectable.
My parents were visiting last weekend, and my mother wanted to pick up some things to take home. I'd never been in on a Monday and discovered something new, Salt Rolls. These are large, sandwich-sized rolls with an outside crust firm enough to tap on, an inside that looks, feels and tastes like manna from heaven, and a light sprinkling of coarse salt just on the top. My mother and I took them home and made fresh tuna salad for sandwiches. It was delightful. I went back Tuesday and bought the rest (they were now in the day-old basket.) Chef only makes them on Mondays, but he said he will make them as a special order anytime. Salt Rolls are my new addiction. I'm off to buy some Italian cold cuts and good cheese today to surprise my husband with a most magnificent sandwich. I told Chef Fleming, "This is, like, the best bread ever." He smiled patiently, as he always does.
I love having an impeccable European bakery nearby. It makes me feel very sophisticated.
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