This post is getting stale from being exactly a week old, which means Si really has left America. It’s such a odd feeling- going home after being abroad for good four months. You think that your time is unlimited when you first arrive. “I’ll go there next week or I’ll check that place out soon. I have plenty of time.” But you really don’t. Leaving a place that you’ve grown to love is possibly one of the hardest things to do.
Literally 45 minutes before Super Shuttle was meant to pick her up, Si, Angela, and I met at City Bakery. I’ve heard great things about this place- like how they serve hot food, not just pastries and desserts. And yet, I totally forgot about the hot food part until we left and saw the “Macaroni and Cheese” sign near the back. So if you want real food, just head to the back because there’s a separate section.
I asked the cashier for her recommendations and she raved about the breakfast muffin (I think that’s what it was called?). Anyway, it has heaps of confectioner’s sugar and you can peel off the top like flakes from those Chinese cakes that look like sweet rectangular spanakopitas. In every other bite there were walnuts and raisins. Did I like it? Yes. Did I love it? No. And it was $3.95 (although it was pretty giant.
We also shared a blueberry corn muffin, which I liked better (Si and Angela thought the muffin was better). It’s also pretty giant, and I’m almost sure it took a stick of butter to make that one muffin. It’s crumbly but moist and just slightly sweet.
I wasn’t too impressed with their sweets but I think I’ll have a go at that mac and cheese next time.