Treats

Sometimes I get something in my head and can’t let go until I’ve carried through with it. Actually, not sometimes — most of the time. Really rather a lot. It happens with baking, cooking, crafts. . . pretty much anything, but food more often than not. Like croissants.

I think somebody on flickr must have posted a photo of a croissant or mentioned croissants or used a word that I mistook for ‘croissant’ for half a second. And after several days of having croissants on the brain, there was nothing to do but hop on my bike yesterday morning and get one from Wuollet’s. I really like Wuollet Bakery, a local chain. They make me think of the Minnesota of yesteryear — and they’re a bakery, so that marks them pretty high in my book.
I had my croissant (I’m sick of that word now, how about you?) with homemade quark and fig jam. Very nice!
And now I have to admit that I had never had a coconut date roll before today. Based on their omnipresence in co-ops, I’ve come to the conclusion that they are a staple in the Modern Hippy’s diet (along with sesame sticks and kombucha, naturally). I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve nearly bought myself a package of date rolls — the girl at Fresh and Natural even offered to package a single one up for me (evidence to my theory that everybody is nicer when you’re carrying a bike helmet).

Today I finally buckled and brought some home from the co-op*. I was surprised by how mushy they are, but once I got used to the texture, I really enjoyed it. Four out of five stars. The final star could be achieved if there were more coconut in the roll — and if it were dipped in chocolate. Can you imagine? Yum.
* In case you’re interested, I do almost all my food shopping at either the farmers market, the Eastside Co-op, and Fresh and Natural. The co-op stocks the local ice cream I buy; F+N sells the right kind of almond milk and the granola I like. Luckily, I can bike to both, although they’re in opposite directions.