Listen, I know it looks like the only thing we care about is extracting the dark, bitter, delicious black blood of the earth from small roasted beans. But you know what else we care about? We care about sweets. We care about carbs. We care about creating decadent pastries in the fire and brimstone of our ovens. We care about scooping our homemade ice creams from the icy depths of our freezers. WE CARE ABOUT IT A LOT.
A feta/tomato/basil scone that tastes like pizza but is also VEGAN?!?!?! An apple maple pecan scone that feels maybe like you shouldn't be allowed to eat it for breakfast but you do anyways because NO ONE TELLS YOU WHAT TO DO?!?!?!?! Earl Grey-flavored ice cream made with LOCALLY SOURCED TEA?!?!?!?! WHO COULD COME UP WITH SUCH DIABOLICAL TREATS?!?! I'll tell you who. Her name is Nikki and she is our head baker.
Nikki and her team of baking demons are up bright and early every single day making fresh scones, cookies, biscuits, ice creams, and anything else their twisted minds can dream up. I'm telling ya, you have to come by and try this stuff. I, for one, think that Nikki might slowly be trying to kill me with these delicious treats, stuffing our pastry cases daily with these temptations of the tummy. How do I stop eating them??? How much time must I spend on the StairMaster to counteract these cookies and biscuits that I can't seem to resist?
Seriously, I dare you to come see for yourself. Get a scoop of ice cream. A cookie. A biscuit. Get all three stacked on top of each other. See if you can stop yourself from coming back tomorrow. I DARE YOU
-Gonzo
