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…and enjoying the company, the sunshine and beautiful fresh air.
….shall I have…or, perhaps, I’ll get two, one for now and one for later, after dinner, as dessert. Mmmmm….scrumptious! I’m not sure I can control myself! LOL. :O)
This woman was seen outside the famous Europa Cake Shop in Acland Street, St Kilda, one of my favourite haunts throughout my years living in St Kilda as a child and for many years as an adult. The original owner, the baker, was a Polish man, an immigrant just like us whom my mother, and I, befriended in our early days here, and who was a gentle and kind man. I liked him a lot. I say ‘liked’ as he sold the business a few years ago and I don’t know where he’s gone or even if he still bakes. His cakes and biscuits were the authentic European style that would make us ‘foreigners’ feel right at home — the Hungarian Sacher torte, Kügelhupf (one of my favourites), the true Bavarian Black Forest cake, a proper French vanilla slice or croissant, delicious palm hearts, a proper marzipan-filled Christmas Stollen, beautiful small, different flavoured shortbread biscuits, as seen in the photo, and those teeth-breaking, beautifully chewy Florentines which I adored, and many others whose names I’ve now forgotten. Although the cakes and other sweets are still much the same, it is not the same any more….that feeling and those delicious smells have gone, so I go there now only infrequently.