Do you sigh inwardly when someone says "I'm not prejudiced, but..." or "I'm not an idiot, but..."?
You just know they're going to put forth a view that is completely at odds with the type of person they say they are not.
*big inward sigh*
"Look, I'm not a diva princess, but..."
...I'm a bit disappointed on constantly missing out on cake from Adriano Zumbo. I've said it before (and of course I'll say it again), but the queues at Zumbo's shop are getting very tiresome. Even on weekdays, there's usually a queue out the door, and all the cakes are gone by about 1 or 2pm.
And don't even think about arriving after 12pm on weekends unless you like looking at an empty counter...
Well, that's my rant out of the way.
When I went to Zumbo today, there were only about 5 macarons (slightly cracked) and a couple of citron or gianduja tarts left. So I went for a "Voice of the Village" (aka Village Voice). Gianduja, chocolate and caramel in a sable shell, hazelnuts on top.
Oh dear, I feel a rant returning...
I did notice that the tart was a bit small. I mean, it's still nice and all, but it is smaller than, say, the Lean on Me tart from last year.
Compare and contrast...
By the way, standing in the queue at Zumbo does give you the opportunity to read all his mentions in the press, as they're pasted on the shop window. Impressive.
There's also a sign behind the counter that says that Zumbo unfortunately cannot:
- do deliveries
- make customised cakes
- make wedding cakes
- make cakes from past collections
Oh no, no past cakes! At least I have my memories (and photo collection) to comfort me.