A jam packed pastry shop in the Puerta Del Sol. The distinct aroma of warm sugar lured me in from the street. People jostle for space and stand by the bar for coffee and pastries. The Spaniards happily stand while they eat and chatter nonchalantly while crowds press them closer and closer together. I can't imagine a crowd this tight ever being so good natured in the states.
My treat was a steaming cup of cafe con leche (warm milk poured in) and an enormous super sweet meringue between sheets of crisp pastry. The marshmallowy sweetness made me feel thirsty and guilty. Even I couldn't finish it all.
A parting glance to La Mallorquina -- a popular outpost sweetly treating natives and tourists alike since 1894.
A jam packed pastry shop in the Puerta Del Sol. The distinct aroma of warm sugar lured me in from the street. People jostle for space and stand by the bar for coffee and pastries. The Spaniards happily stand while they eat and chatter nonchalantly while crowds press them closer and closer together. I can't imagine a crowd this tight ever being so good natured in the states.
My treat was a steaming cup of cafe con leche (warm milk poured in) and an enormous super sweet meringue between sheets of crisp pastry. The marshmallowy sweetness made me feel thirsty and guilty. Even I couldn't finish it all.
A parting glance to La Mallorquina -- a popular outpost sweetly treating natives and tourists alike since 1894.
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