Posts Tagged ‘brownie’

Nerdish Brownies

Wednesday, January 7th, 2015

I am supposed to be doing work right now, but I have news that needs immediate discussion. This morning was the first time my library-buddy, Joe, and I have been working in the Central library together. As per usual, at 10.30am I headed to the library café to buy my morning coffee. Before departing, I asked Joe if he would like anything. A cheeky look spread across his face as he suggested we share one of the cakes on offer. I agreed.

Joe trusted my cake-selection abilities and so I chose the chocolate brownie, an item I had sampled thanks to some bite-sized tasters the café sometimes makes available, however I had never purchased an entire slice.

Holy moly.

Never would I have guessed that I would find one of the world’s best chocolate brownies in the café at the Manchester Central Library. It is rich, dark and gooey on the inside with a slight crunch on the outer layer. There are small pieces of walnut scattered throughout, breaking up the intensity of the chocolate.

Library brownie – served in a lovely cardboard box/plate/dish/thing

Library brownie – served in a lovely cardboard box/plate/dish/thing

I am very, VERY picky when it comes to chocolate flavoured sweet goods and I never give praise unless it is deserved and this was bloody awesome. And so my first official work day of 2015 has been delicious. I haven’t done enough work, but finding a delicious brownie is a far better use of my time.

Crafty Cakes

Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012

Usually my reviews of cafés and restaurants are a post-experience reflection. This time I write to you direct from the source – mid-mange, mid-bois – at Café Craft in the 10eme. I was having a moment of ‘oh-woe-is-me, what am I doing with my life?’ so I decided to take it outside and head to another new café in a street nearby. Café Craft opened two or so months ago and is designed as a space for artists, craftspeople and general freelancers to come and work while drinking coffee and eating cake. That sounds like me!

The space has a clean design and set up almost like an office with a long table running down the centre of the room. The black and white interior makes it an non-distracting space to work in but the coloured pencils and pens sitting in the middle of the table are catching my eye.

But enough about the tables, let’s talk about the coffee! Or more importantly, the extremely rich, chocolatey, chunky brownie that I am currently devouring with extreme pleasure. It is hitting every sugar craving spot in my body and making me realise that when brownies like this exist, life can’t be so bad. Huge thumbs up to whoever concocted this beauty – not everyone in Paris can do a brownie but whoever baked this is a genius.

Cafe Craft

Chocolate, coffee and coloured pencils

I will definitely be returning here for another work-related coffee and chocolate hit. I’d like to do something a bit more ‘creative’ – I wonder how they’d feel about me bringing paints and my lino-prints and making a mess of their nice table tops. Maybe not. I have discovered one issue – two men have arrived and are having a loud-ish discussion in this previously quiet room and my preference for writing in complete silence isn’t possible. But it does mean I can eavesdrop on people – my next favourite activity after eating chocolate brownies.

Café Craft
24, rue des Vinaigriers
75010

GREATEST DISCOVERY EVER!

Wednesday, August 10th, 2011

I’m very excited. On Monday afternoon I wanted to go and sit in a cafe with a book and a good coffee. Most parts of this equation are easy to fulfil – I had myself, a book and there are lots of cafes in Paris to choose from. The biggest hurdle was the GOOD coffee. Generally speaking, coffee in France is bad. Luckily for me, I am a black coffee drinker so I don’t have the difficulties of trying to order a coffee with milk or froth or chocolate dust. Despite this, the coffee is usually too bitter or basically just instant coffee. No grinding of beans here!

I wanted to explore new territory – I am currently reading about Napoleon Bonaparte in my book and if anyone inspires exploration, it is him. I checked a few Paris blogs to see if anyone could suggest a good cafe and found Hip Paris’s article about the best coffee in Paris. Yes please.

One of the suggested cafes isn’t far from my place and Tom and I had walked past a few months ago, laughed at the name  and saunted off with a ‘we’re too cool for that because we’re Australian and know that’s not how you spell Kookaburra’ kind of a swagger. Turns out “Kooka Boora” was too cool for us.

Kooka Boora Cafe

Kooka Boora Cafe

When I arrived at the cafe, I almost fainted as I read the menu and saw two words – ‘Long’ and ‘Black’. I have dreamed of these words since I left Perth and seeing them brought tears to my eyes and I almost saluted. I then almost died when I drank it as it wasn’t a long black that had been “France-ified” and made bad – it was REAL. And it was GOOD.

Long black coffee

Perfect size, perfect colour, perfect consistency = delicious coffee

To celebrate the fact that I had discovered a trendy cafe with comfy couches, big windows with views of Sacre Coeur, and oh-so-delicious coffee, I ordered a brownie. In no other country in the world would a brownie turn into molten chocolate when ‘zapped’ – it was awesome. Ridiculously sweet and I had a chocolate headache by the end of it, but my Monday afternoon was pure heaven.

Brownie

Look at it oozing...

It was so good I couldn’t concentrate on my book. I was too busy eavesdropping on the mostly english speaking, yet very culturally mixed crowd who came through the cafe to grab a takeaway or to sit with their laptops and do work. I wanted to introduce myself to everyone and ask if they needed writers. I also nearly applied for a job at the cafe – it’s that cool.

View from Kooka Boora Cafe

You can't get a more 'French' view than that – an old lady and lovers on benches.