Petit Four? Or More?
Why do we find comfort in food? Reminders of times long ago? From childhood or simply events that we enjoyed?
These little cakes came together so easily this morning. I just didn't know what to expect. As a kid these were the last things I would want from the Cozy bodega on Grand Street. My favorite takeaway from that little store was a little bottle of Perrier.
The jelly filled cakes would be overlooked. Sadly waiting for someone to grab them. Whisk them away to another happy space.
Maybe I should have grabbed one.