Oh Breadtop, I had such a crush on you. I would browse your glass cases, tongs in hand, pretending that I would choose another. Pretending there was nothing here I desired. I teased, I tossed, I did coquettish laps, but we both knew what I wanted.
Taro buns. Taro buns were my weakness, and you had them in abundance, the only one who gave them to me the way I really wanted.
But. You had to change. To move on. To ‘improve’. Your taro buns became tall and star-shaped. All you cared about was your external appearance, never minding that it was the delicious paste inside that mattered most.
And so here I am, reduced to other breads.
The puff looks like a muffin made out of pastry, crisply twisted on top with scattered red beans. It’s light green, approaching fluro, with oven-yellowed highlights.
It’s an odd thing, really. And it smells like apple danish. How can that be?
Breaking a piece of the crunchy pastry off, revealing soft bread below. The pastry flakes in my mouth, a soft background sweetness hiding behind the force of the carbohydrates.
It’s good. Don’t think it really tastes like green tea (not earthy enough) but since I don’t like actual green tea that’s all for the best! Perhaps it tastes like apple… or the smell is trying to deceive me into that idea…
Find some of the tiny little beans striped throughout the pastry. They are nutty and squish in my molars. Not nearly as sickly as when in paste form, they seem to be there more for decoration than contribution.
Finally, the bread. Oh, the soft, tasty, sweetened bread of it all.
Hmm. It’s no taro bun. But you can’t stay mooning over your first love forever. You have to move on. And fortunately there are plenty of buns in the bakery.
Rating:
Specifics: Green tea red bean puff, bought from Breadtop, Chatswood
Green Tea Red Bean Puff
Oh Breadtop, I had such a crush on you. I would browse your glass cases, tongs in hand, pretending that I would choose another. Pretending there was nothing here I desired. I teased, I tossed, I did coquettish laps, but we both knew what I wanted.
Taro buns. Taro buns were my weakness, and you had them in abundance, the only one who gave them to me the way I really wanted.
But. You had to change. To move on. To ‘improve’. Your taro buns became tall and star-shaped. All you cared about was your external appearance, never minding that it was the delicious paste inside that mattered most.
And so here I am, reduced to other breads.
The puff looks like a muffin made out of pastry, crisply twisted on top with scattered red beans. It’s light green, approaching fluro, with oven-yellowed highlights.
It’s an odd thing, really. And it smells like apple danish. How can that be?
Breaking a piece of the crunchy pastry off, revealing soft bread below. The pastry flakes in my mouth, a soft background sweetness hiding behind the force of the carbohydrates.
It’s good. Don’t think it really tastes like green tea (not earthy enough) but since I don’t like actual green tea that’s all for the best! Perhaps it tastes like apple… or the smell is trying to deceive me into that idea…
Find some of the tiny little beans striped throughout the pastry. They are nutty and squish in my molars. Not nearly as sickly as when in paste form, they seem to be there more for decoration than contribution.
Finally, the bread. Oh, the soft, tasty, sweetened bread of it all.
Hmm. It’s no taro bun. But you can’t stay mooning over your first love forever. You have to move on. And fortunately there are plenty of buns in the bakery.
Rating:
Specifics: Green tea red bean puff, bought from Breadtop, Chatswood