Well, looky looky looky what just opened:
There was a long line of people waiting in front of me. If everyone looks like they have just come from a dip in the pool or the ocean...then that's because they probably have. You see, today is so damn hot that the mere idea of a bakery oven makes me feel sick. Not that the heat could EVER stop me from purchasing my German jewels.
There were about 10 people serving behind that never-ending counter, and each one spoke with the most darling little German accent. Can you see the two men holding the trays above their heads? Those trays were carrying freshly baked goodness, straight from the oven. The woman in front of me already had her money out, and she was beginning to sigh and tap her right foot impatiently while staring with annoyance at the 10 people still in front of her in the queue.
Each pastry had a label in German, with English translation. Here is the Cailler gipfel. Sigh. The young woman serving me said that each croissant is geffulte mit an entire Cailler chocolate bar.
Here are the zimtschnecke and apfelstrudel, but look..... the schoko vanille plunder is GONE people, SOLD OUT.
Here is the Commentbox Family Selection of German Goodness.
12 comments:
Copiously drooling.
I hardly ever comment but today it was compulsory, really.
Paola
I must get myself to germany - so much closer than your little bakery. I'll miss your company but will find comfort in whatever gefülling I find.
Divine! I love the photo of the woman in front with her $5 note ready. A true pastry lover, not doubt.
I think I've just gained weight.
Gosh darn it, I WANT A GERMAN BAKERY, TOO. There's a pretty good Czech bakery hereabouts but it's a couple of hours away. GAH.
But you, YOU go enjoy your pastries or whatever.
My word verification is "swedless" which reminds me, there are no good Swedish bakeries around here, either!
Oh, Eleanor, now you're playing dirty...
No, Olle doesn't fit in the carriage, but I'm a wicked mum, if you wanna come, you get in there.. It works as long as he doesn't sit up straight.
Am DROOLING over here. What was that thing in the paper wrapper? Was it as good as it looks?
Small town bakeries have pretty gone the way of the horse and buggy 'round these parts. Sigh. Your plunder looks drool-worthy.
Your title makes me wonder if the Pillsbury Bake-Off has reached Australia. Back in my younger days, I once supervised the first few stages of the screening of entries. It was NOT one of my favorite jobs, although I did glean a few recipes (don't tell Mr. Pillsbury). That was, um, 1979. Sigh. [again]
Eleanor! I've finally arrived at your German bakery party. What a lay-out!
You've far surpassed my pastry expectations! Look at the selection! SO much pastry goodness.
You have been well-taught, m'dear.
Your German bakery ROCKS!
Am feeling so happy to know you and the family are now only steps away from Strudel and Schnecken on any given morning. We are now cosmically connected through pastries!
Frau Mueller sends her best wishes to her cousins for a successful business opening. She will be there soon for quality control and taste-testing. If you see her yellow truck, please don't hesitate to say hello...
PS-My Frau Mueller update will pale in comparison to this...you'll see why soon.
is that bottom one some kind of a sea creature? a bit of a crab or something?
I need to know if they sell coffee.
Because THAT is where we will next be meeting.
Finalising plans for our trip....
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