This week I’m blogging about desserts.
The Coast is virtually covered up with places that offer great desserts, so your options are vast.
As I written earlier in the week, my preference is for house-made desserts. Wednesday we explored hand-piped cannoli. Wow! Not much could be better. But several weeks ago I did a story and interview on French Kiss Pastries in Ocean Springs.
While I was there (tough assignment that it was) one of the bakers offered me a wedge of just-out-of-the-oven, fresh strawberry-filled jelly roll. Wow, is just not enough! It was sensational, and being hot it was off the charts.
I told you Monday I don’t eat a lot of sweets, so the super sugar jolt I got from the jelly roll was numbing. I stumbled around for 20 minutes before it wore off, but all I could think of was more. More was not offered, lucky for me, but at the time I wanted it like I haven’t wanted anything in a long, long time.
What is it about that magical combination of sweetness and something dough like that makes it so irresistible?