It was kind of blind date, I guess. A friend fixed me up. Told me how great...blah, blah, blah... So I thought how bad could it be? Maybe I should just see what happens. Off I went. Here in San Francisco for just a few days. The possibility of romance was too alluring to pass up.
I had to ask directions to the place, but I found it alright. It was so classic on the outside that I had to take a photo. Once inside I was instantly charmed by the sight of a glass covered bakery counter filled with piles of croissants... almond, hazelnut chocolate, plain and turnovers, apple and lemon... I don't know what all was in there. I zeroed in on the lemon turnover, wondering if there was lemon curd inside... um... lemon curd, yum....
After having my way with the apple turnover, I finished my coffee. Content for the moment, but only for the moment. Before leaving I went back to the coveted glass counter and ordered an almond croissant and, yes, the lemon turnover I was first so attracted to when I came in - to go, of course. I noticed that they had adorable boxes of those cute little filled French almond macaroons in about a dozen flavors. My sister and I had just been talking about those cookies. I decided that I would come back before leaving the city to pick up a box for her. Maybe it was just an excuse to visit my new love once more. After all, it is possible that we may only have these 3 days together and then never see each other again; I wanted to make the most of it.
What is that? You want to have a date with my new love the next time you are in San Francisco? You think I will tell you how to find my treasure... I have never heard of such a bold request. It is very modern, I guess... maybe just this once, I could be persuaded to share.
I fell in love with La Boulange Bakery on Sutter Street a block and a half west of Stockton Street. You have options they have several locations.
P.S. I just broke down and had a bite, okay 3 bites, okay 5 bites, of the lemon turnover. It is lemon curd inside! With tiny sugar crystals on the top, and that same wonderful pastry... Totally sublime. Always go with your first instinct when it comes to love. Then again, is it that much sweeter in comparison to the apple turnover? Or perhaps because I have been thinking about it for a few hours? Somethings we will never understand.