Inspired by Bitch Cake's wonderful blog that shares her love of Greenpoint, Brooklyn, a new friend and I made our way to Peter Pan Bakery yesterday. Unfortunately, our timing put us there after church had let out, and the racks were all but cleaned out. Greenpoint has a large Polish population and according to my friend J., who grew up in mostly-Polish Detroit, post-church Poles are like donut locusts. Church, Then Donuts; that's the ritual. Who knew? I had been looking forward to racks full of pastel icing and sprinkles and so many to choose from! and it was not to be. Still, there were two Red Velvet Donuts left [see above; again, who knew?!] and one sour cream old-fashioned to share, and they were awesome. I'll come back!
