Hungar-y

This morning I was walking past the Hungarian bakery on the corner by my apartment, and the sweet smells of baked goods were just rolling out of there onto the sidewalk for all to enjoy. I’ve passed it countless times but have always been able to resist — until this morning. The man in front of me got apple strudel and a croissant, and I was torn until I saw they sold chocolate croissants.  When I got to work and finally got to sit down and enjoy it, I was beyond satisfied. It was chocolaty, flaky, buttery — amazing. I wonder if I can just direct deposit half of my paycheck directly to them…

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