On good days, I want small butter well...tarts? Cue an example of a good day: my Big Brother and I went out to lunch and decided to have some dessert. We stopped at Le Pain Quotidien for dessert. And there, in the display window, was a somewhat Parisian version of a butter tart.
We both had one each and split a pot of green tea.
And boy, am I glad we each had our own. The entire thing was lighter and much less sweet than other butter tarts I've had. Despite the fact that I know it was loaded with calories, it didn't taste like it was loaded with calories.
Now, the picture I posted with this entry doesn't do the tart justice. I'm not in the habit of carrying a camera with me, so I had to rely on my Blackberry (and as much as I love this phone, the camera on it just isn't that great). The tart shell was a golden brown, and the filling was actually not dark brown, but a sunny yellow colour - very different from a traditional butter tart. And the taste?
Heaven on Earth.
And you know what? It actually tasted buttery. Silly, but I've never had a butter tart that tasted buttery. The shell, yeah, but the filling? Never.
Would I go back again for another butter tart? Oh yeah. Can I go back often? Not if I'd like to fit in my pants.
(Le Pain Quotidien also serves an awesome sandwich and other baked goods. It's a favourite lunch spot of mine.)
Restaurant rating: Definitely worth an extra hour or two at the gym.
