A.K.A the Friday Shop
If you haven't heard of it you must be living in a dark cave at the bottom of the ocean... or maybe you just don't live in Dunedin. I used to live in Melbourne, the food capital of the world, the place where every street has an amazingly unique cafe. Before I moved to Dunedin I was so scared to leave my beloved food and damn-good coffee behind. I was worried about coming to a tiny city at the bottom of New Zealand, a place I used to believe didn't know the difference between instant coffee and freshly roasted barista coffee. But to my absolute joy, as I mourn for Melbourne for these years while I study, life is not so bad with places like the Friday Shop. So thank you Friday Shop for your exquisite pastries that light up my life, every week.
As you would expect since the bakery is called the Friday Shop, it is only open on Fridays. And because of this it turns into the busiest place in the South Island at 6am on a Friday (I might be exaggerating but then again, I might not). You got to be in it to win it when it comes to these things. So most Fridays, I set my alarm extra early and drag my zombie-like boyfriend up to Roslyn. He secretly loves it. The reason I say most Friday's is because if we went every week my fingers would be too chunky to type this up, if you know what I mean, and I quite like being able to type on my iPad without sausage fingers. The pastries are fantastic but as I would say to the kids I look after, they are a 'sometimes food'. Mind you, the Friday Shop do sell beautiful soups, meatballs and other meals but to be honest, who would buy that when fresh steak and cheese pies, chocolate tarts, or various pastry quiches are screaming at you?! Remember, sausage fingers...
I do love doing my own baking but it takes hours to make croissants and when you can buy amazing pastries in seconds there is something so satisfying about it. You can taste the love and time that has gone into each treat. The first week we visited the shop we stood there for a good 15 minutes not knowing what to do. Dozens of people came in, gathered their tarts and croissants, and then left all while we stood there. How on earth can you choose between perfect pastries? I wanted them all! So we compromised with one treat each and then something to share. Now everytime we visit this is what we do.
Yesterday this is what our popping eyes and greedy stomachs chose...
Apple turn-over Danish was Matts choice. The perfect sweet puff pastry complimented the apple sauce that oozed out as you bit into it. An absolute MUST!
My choice, however, was not as good as Matt's. It was still beautiful but I am still forever a die-hard fan of Danish type pastries rather than sliced Apple tart. It was still beautiful. Oh and as for the picture, some is missing because I took a sneaky bite before we even got home...
Last but not least... The almighty chocolate tart. I don't have much to say other than perfection. I was simply lost for words when I ate it because it was so decadent. So rich, so silky, so Devine. You simply have to try it to be able to understand. The pastry and then the two layers of chocolate, a fudge-like bottom layer and a chocolate ganache on the top. I have to try and make my own chocolate tart!
You have to see it to believe it and you have to try it before you can testify it. So here I am showing you and my evidence is proof that the Friday shop is amazing. And I am being a little over-excited about food, as usual.
Bon-appetite!
-Fee
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