the sad story of the soggy croissant

It never fails. You are hungry and you walk into the Brio, Barista, CafeCoffeeDay, Qwiky's and order the simplest of things one can want. A croissant. And what you get is a soggy, nuked, tasteless mass of something so wrong that you want to kill the guys who served it.

Where are those lovely cream rolls with a little jam at the end, yes the red jam that you so greedily licked off first, or the small cakes of Santosh Bakery in Shivaji Nagar Pune? And the brun that dad got home while it was still hot and mom served it with greasy omlettes?

Last week just before a meeting we wanted to eat, which is not usual considering my partner in crime is a confirmed foodie. We walked into the humid confines of Stadium Bakery at Churchgate and ordered chai and bread toast with butter. Nothing fancy here, there are two crisp toasted bread slices with a thin layer of butter and some little sprinkle of sugar. Dip it into the chai and experience nirvana.

Anyone knows where to get the perfect croissants? And excuse me, I do not want to go to the BBC @ Marriot!