So. I present to you...............................The Mysterious Mexican Bakery. It's a thrilling tale. Nestles in the downtown of a small town in Minnesota, there sits a bakery. There is no signage, no store front, one can hardly see into the windows- and yet! there are tasty things inside.
Instead of launching into a paragraph in which I describe how I'm drooling over each sugar crystal above, let me give you a little background as to how I came to frequent TMMB. When I was still fresh and green at my job, one of my fellow co-workers extended the branch of awkward office friendship (that has since become less awkward, more friendship) and asked if I would like to join her for a quick walk downtown.
Side note--for those of you working office jobs I sincerely suggest taking a 10-15 minute jaunt around the block as a mid-morning break. It's a great way to perk up! But I'm sure you all knew that already, because this is the age of health, fitness, and denial about the McDonald's lunch.
Anyway. Back to the tale.
As we were strolling along the streets, my co-worker suggested that we stop into 'the bakery that our boss likes'. Well. If the boss likes it, I suppose it's my duty to visit a bakery. Sometimes my job is so taxing...
On a completely unrelated note, I feel like my skirts might be getting a little tighter. No clear reason as to why. But again, back to the tale:
We ducked inside a very small shop that I never would have taken as a bakery. From the outside, I would have guessed vacant office space- though I say that mostly because I couldn't see through the windows and there was no signage anywhere to indicate the tasty treasures inside. Boy was I wrong. Cases and cases of sugary, golden pastries. Some filled with a wonderfully spiced cream, some dotted with candies and nuts, some glistening with eggs wash straight out of the oven. It was beautiful.
And now, on random and unpredictable occasions, the office will feel the craving. The craving for cinnamon churros. For sugar dusted crossed buns. For Tres Leches cake. And off we go to The Mysterious Mexican Bakery (still with no signage or storefront) where $5.00 will buy you 5,000 calories.