Well color me happy happy happy.
One of my favorite discoveries in New York City was of the Asian bakeries. Chinese, Japanese and Korean bakeries were the ones I saw and frequented the most, but they were all good. They were plentiful, inexpensive, and delicious. I had weekly appointments on the edge of Koreatown and made it a point to get a red bean pastry every time I went there. I knew it was going to be a big sadness in my life to leave those behind.
I took a walk nearby on my lunch break and what did I find, 2 minutes away, but an Asian bakery, exactly like the ones in New York! Fresh and inexpensive, just the way I like it! Red bean pastries for $1.25, and egg custards, taro buns and almond cakes, and much more, and nothing really more than $2.00, and need I remind you that these are fresh? They aren't processed, old, shelf-stored desserts like Twinkies. (Sorry, was that un-American of me?) I can't believe it, it exists right here, right here where I work. Not to mention the record store right next to us too.
See, leaving New York City isn't as sad as you think!
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