Here’s what I like best about The City Bakery: anything you order is going to be first-rate. There’s a thin, flaky apple tart with a hint of tangy lemon and lots of crackly sugar. The chocolate cookie is soft and bursting with deep, dark chocolate flavor. And the dreamy chocolate tartlet is simple and direct: a bittersweet chocolate shell encircling a dense, chocolate pudding-like filling. No unnecessary garnishes like cream or frosting. Just chocolate, and lots of it.
(And don’t even get me started about those Pretzel Croissants. If I could find a way—or space, to haul a few back to Paris, I would.)
Today I had a melting chocolate chip cookie that was so good, that I didn’t mind the fact that I when I got home, I found out that I got chocolate all over my favorite shirt. With all those huge gooey chips, how could I not? City Bakery is the only address in New York City that I’ve committed to memory and I’ve been there every day since I arrived, and at all times; for a mid-morning snack, to have a nice salad for lunch, and to grab a cookie each afternoon.
I don’t know what I’m going to do when I head back home this weekend.
I mean, the pastry shops in Paris certainly aren’t no slouches—but they ain’t no City Bakery…
The City Bakery
3 West 18th Street
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