Another hit from their canalé selection. I look forward to trying something other than a canelé next time.

I didn’t know what to expect with this one because I’d forgotten what London Fog was but it was pleasantly and surprisingly moreish! Maybe the best canelé I’d ever had!

I got this to fill my tummy before late dinner and was pleasantly surprised by how full-bodied in flavor and texture it was. I will definitely be returning to try more of their baked goods!

My first (and also my last until today) canelé was had at a highly acclaimed French bakery cafe somewhere in West Central Vermont. Alas, for any number of reasons that morning, I was underwhelmed by it. I vaguely remembered it to be a tad dry and otherwise, unremarkable. Today, I decided to reevaluate my 7-year old lukewarm reaction to what had seemed to me an over-rated pastry, and what a revelation this turned out to be! Nestled within the slightly burned rum-soaked crust was a lovely, custardy, vanilla-aromaed interior to delight the senses. I get it now.

17 gramme of miniature vanilla-scented pastry with more than a hint of rum. Also the only unburned canelé that I’ve ever had, perhaps because they’ve come directly from their homeland of Bordeaux. My only beef with it is its dense, gelatinous, chewy interior when I was expecting it to be softer, spongier and more tender.

First time trying canelés and who better to try them from than Julianne & Didier? They’ve got a soft custardy center encased in a dark, caramelized crust.

BRIEF: “You’re familiar with canele, but our version is slightly naughty with an infusion of rum and vanilla custard.” SOOT’S TAKE: Whatever was good (or naughty) about this canelé was sadly ruined by its very bitter crust.