It's a struggle when I come back to NYC - do I hit all the new spots or mix in some old favorites? In the end I do a bit of both. I've already gone to Iris just about every morning - Tyra Banks keeps sitting next to me but I don't read anything into it (no, I didn't take a photo of her, this in NY not LA.) Another of my favorites is Baked in Red Hook. I measure all cupcakes against theirs and none has taken their crown and probably never will. Some of you will mock me: "the cupcake craze is over!" I know what you mean, but really, some things never completely go out of style. It would be like saying "geez, I sure am tired of pussy."
It never seems to matter which Baked cupcake I get, they're all excellent. Dodo's banana with mocha cream and peanuts was top notch. However, my absolute favorite thing is the peanut butter krispy bar, described on their website as "rich chocolate and peanut butter on a bed of caramelized crisped rice cereal." I think of it as a dark chocolate Reese's with Rice Krispies. They keep it chilled so I let it sit out for a half hour before attacking. The dark chocolate layer is stacked on top of a layer of milk chocolate, peanut butter and krispies. Simply put - it's a chunk of perfection. I mean, look - I get on a bus to Red Hook for this. That says it all.
There's always something new to try at Baked, like these coffee crisp bars....
Mile End. We went there for the poutine: a mountain of fries smothered in gravy and cheese curds and topped with smoked meat. I recall a Paris colleague commenting on poutine - something like "way dew not take deece deesh sare-uzz-lee." Yeah, I understand - it's not classic, it was invented in the 1950's by a break away colony. It's ugly looking too. Then again, fuck you! It's delicious! How about that? Are you against delicious on principle, Mr. Frenchie? The curds melt into a gooey mess, mix with the gravy but still the fries hold their form. Nap time!
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