Paula E

Hello everyone, Due to time and sleeplessness (teething 7 month old here) I find I cannot remember the name of a gorgeous little French bakery that lived in a shop on 18th St, in between Walnut and Chestnut (in Philly) during the 1990's. It was in a stretch of buildings that was later bought out by some disreputable developer. They had wonderful pastry. I used to work around the corner at Border's (before it moved, or even expanded) and would go there for my fix, a perfect pastry wrapped around an applesauce that was to die for. The Baker (whose name I also cannot remember, shame on me) after a few years of delighting pastry lovers, suffered a brain embolism and returned to France. I am trying to make my own applesauce pastry now. I want to have the name of the Baker who inspired me in my brain as I work. Does anyone out there know who and what I'm talking about?

I am up in the borderlands of Maine and New Brunswick, so when growing season finally arrives after 6 months of winter, I am very happy. But during the long winter our local shopping is restricted to maple syrup and meat. Fabulous meat though, from an Amish farm a couple towns over. We just brought home the equivalent of half a cow this weekend, as well as some gorgeous bacon. After three months of eating basically no beef at all (except for one emergency when we absolutely had to have chili), my family is ready to feast! I just peeked in our chest freezer again. It's a lot of beef.

Oh, but we love Munchos. Nothing shameful there. Wow. I really have come home! (little sniff of happiness here) Must get some Munchos to celebrate, now that I'm completely craving them. Thanks for the link and the welcome, JAZ.

Hmm. What does it say about me that the first topic I reply to here is the Hall of Shame? The short dirty list: Hostess Pudding Pies. It's a good thing they are difficult to find these days. Munchos. Tasty fat in a crispy curly wafer. I've heard there is some form of potato in these as well, but it might just be a vicious rumor. CozyShack chocolate pudding. With whipped cream straight out of the can. And "chocolate" jimmies. I, too, am a fan of industrial onion dip. Impling #2 would like to eat her favorite food now, so I'll have to leave off here.