the almighty cronut
Have you heard of the cronut? I won't ask if you've tasted one, because apparently this is the pastry equivalent of asking if you regularly dine at the French Laundry. Apparently the bakery that coined the donut/croissant hybrid is right around the corner from my studio and apparently the lines to taste this "frankenpastry" are very long and start very early in the morning. People will get excited over anything, won't they?
I personally am opposed. Granted, I haven't tried one so maybe I'd change my tune after eating one. But, from a purely analytical perspective, it's offensive in the way that snuggies are offensive. Think about it - the snuggie came from the marriage of two perfectly tasteful parents. Just like the donut and the croissant, the sweater and the throw blanket were complete in their own right. Both respectively an important part of a well-appointed home, but their progressive offspring, the snuggie, is the laughingstock of the lounge wear community.
This morning as I was enjoying a traditionally crafted, plain croissant (no jam or butter, shaken, not stirred) I realized for the 100th time that the croissant is perfect. It should never be cross-bred... but... if you happen to get a break this afternoon and want to meet up in line on Spring Street to sample the future of pastries I could be persuaded to pop down stairs....