Lights, Camera...Dessert!

They were having a gluten party at The Bakery. They call it "Dessert Night". Since it is for gluten eaters only I wasn't going. But I went to the Pre-show. That's when the professional photographer came to clickety click those luscious looking morsels of sugary goodness. He's a regular too.

It was a "real" photo shoot with one of those 12' umbrella lights, a spotlight and a tripod. He never told the cake to "show me more emotion". He didn't have to. Those cakes were quite expressive on their own.

I found it funny to watch customers come in and not even blink about the photographer and lights. Just here to buy cookies and bread...

I got to taste the fillings for the crepes. Just a spoonful. The Baker could see the look on my face and he said 2 things:

I need the rest of that!!

and

All is right with the world now...

I nodded in agreement. In my world, at this moment...all is right.

The Bakery...where everybody knows your name.

I haven't posted about the Bakery much lately but that doesn't mean I haven't been going there regularly. Oh I've been going there regularly alright. And Saturday when I walked in 2 hours later than I usually go and was greeted with a chorus of "where have you been!!" from the The Baker, Mrs Baker and the "regulars", I wondered if possibly there was a slight chance I've been spending too much time at the bakery.

Late on a Saturday afternoon there are not too many real customers. I know that because if a "real" customer comes in The Baker tells us (the regulars) to be quiet. That's how you know you're a regular.

You see late on a Saturday afternoon is THE MOST FUN TIME AT THE BAKERY. In my humble opinion. I've popped in at other times and it's just too busy for my liking. I'm sure The Baker likes those times. But I don't.

I like Saturday afternoon because the sun shines in at just the right angle, casting an extra special glow on the yummy trays behind the glass. The Baker is done making his magic delight-able delectables in the kitchen for the week. Mrs Baker puts on the music that makes us all happy. And over an endless cup of coffee or a tea (for $1.50) we talk about nothing and everything.

So why was I late?? I was all discombobulated from working different shifts this week and couldn't get organized plain and simple. And isn't that what Saturday is for? Well that and going to the Bakery.

So lately The Baker has accused me of having no friends outside the regulars. He doesn't even count himself as a friend because I pay him to be my friend. If you baked gluten free bread for me I'd pay you too. Now I've even brought friends in with me so I don't know WHAT he is talking about...I also brought someone I gave birth to...

Have you ever watched Hell's Kitchen? We were saying that The Chef is not too far off from The Baker. When I walk in and it's too quiet I immediately know The Baker is not there. And he tells us to be quiet when a customer comes in. Whatever.

The Baker challenged me to bring a friend in which I did last week. And it turns out they knew her. She's a regular at a different time(not Saturday). And she just happens to be from Oklahoma City, OK. So The Baker said I don't even have local friends and I had to go that far to import a friend. Again I say...whatever.

So now I'm up for the challenge. Calling all friends! Wanna join me at The Bakery on a Saturday afternoon?
Oh and remember to be quiet when the real customers come in...

It turns out The Baker hangs out at Starbucks on the days The Bakery is closed. I don't know why I find that funny....but I do. I had this vision of an exact replica of The Bakery in his kitchen. Guess not.

A Baker's gotta have a place to be a regular.


Click here to read another post about The Bakery...one of my personal favorites.