We were looking for some quick breakfast this morning when the sign for P. croissants caught my eye. "STOP!" I told the hubs, "we're eating here!" I love local bakeries! I was delighted to give it a try--it looked like just the kind of place I love.
We walked in and ogled the rows of croissants with myraid fillings. Immediatley I noticed that they had a sort of dull appearance. Okay, I said, so they don't brush them with egg before they bake them. That doesn't mean they won't be delicious!
It was however, an omen. A dull, unremarkable omen,
I ordered a breakfast sandwich with ham, egg, and provolone.
The hubs got himself a Chocolate Bavarian Cream croissant.
Yikes. The egg is microwaved in some tuperware until it is a yellow puff (I hate microwaved eggs: I can do that at home!) and it's piled with ham and cheese. The croissant itself is akin to a McDonalds biscuit. I was sorely disappointed! Especially at nearly six bucks. I grabbed some jelly off of the condiment ar (because I'm weird and I enjoy the flavor combination) and was shocked when the plastic knife wouldn't peirce the jelly in the packet. I mean, this was some really, really old jelly. Yuck. Blech.
The hub's choice was not much better. It was chocolate pudding type filling in an equally McDonaldsy pastry. The revelation from other yelpers that this stuff is not made from scratch (or even close to it) was no surprise.
Non-bakers: please stop opening bakeries!