A creme-berliner. Basically a donut with no hole, cut in half, to make a heavy custard burger. I had one yesterday. Bought it at one of the main grocery stores here. Same place I bought the 2-pack last week. I had one and a friend had one. It was good, it left powdered sugar on my lips.
But that pack I bought last week? I didn't get to taste either one of them. Because there I was, showing the same friend around the apartment, putting out a few things for tea when she visited, and suddenly realizing that the dog was no longer trying to get my or her attention.
Hmmm.
Where was the dog, anyway?
Answer: in the kitchen, somehow very quietly having pulled the little plastic container holding the creme-berliner OFF the counter, onto the floor.
It took the dog a maximum of 15 seconds to single-pawedly eat what it took the two of us humans about 1 minute to do. The pupper did, however, also come out of the experience with powerdered sugar on her snout. Just like us.
15 seconds, and there were no more creme-berliners, and just a creme-filled dog. Lucky for her it didn't affect any digestive or "potty time" issues later that day.
So I'd been thinking about those little pastries the whole week, M even bought me a jelly filled one in town last weekend. But now that I've had the creme one, no contest.
That is one smart dog when it comes to stealing really yummy food.
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