The fire alarm just started going off. Personally I’d wait until I saw smoke before leaving the building, but Merilynn is not quite so laissez-faire about it.
Do I feel like standing on the street with all the other losers?
No!
So off we go to get a coffee.
Waves or Cafe Log? Waves or Cafe Log?
It’s not actually that hard a decision. Even with Waves across the street, we’re walking the few minutes to Cafe Log.
The usual excellent cappuccinos.
And I’m a bit peckish, so I’m trying a lemon danish.
Now, I’m a little suspicious about who made this. It looks an awful lot like an out-of-the-box, commercially produced danish.
But as long as it’s baked fresh, they aren’t terrible. I deal with very similar products at work myself.
And this one’s pretty fresh, and it’s actually pretty good. It’s still crispy. The lemon filling (well, not my fresh lemon curd) is still very bright and has a good consistency. I might get that again if I see it.
Cafe Log delivers again. Memories of Italy right here in New West.
10/10