With passport in hand, this morning I left at the crack of pre-dawn, when most normal people are happily REM-ing – for two weeks to see family in New Zealand. I was supposed to be stopping for a few days to see friends in Napa but what with Hurricane Sandy doing her darndest to ruin my trip, after changing my flights only had a 6hr layover in San Francisco before flying out to LAX and on to home. I made good use of my time and high tailed it on BART to Tartine Bakery where I had heard their croissants were legendary.
Believe the hype.
Flakey buttery, dense croissant with superb Four Barrel coffee. All I can say is thanks Tartine for making it impossible for me to enjoy another croissant ever again…like flying business class it’s impossible to go back to coach.



















































