One day, a few weeks ago, I dedicated a portion of my time driving out into some of the northern suburbs to eat donuts. Having verbally instructed my sat nav to go to ‘Ingle Farm Shopping Center’ the useless application took me on a detour of suburbs and shopping districts kilometres away from the intended destination. Finally thinking I had hit the right shopping district I turned into a small, quaint parking lot with a bakery ahead of me. The bakery sat in the midst of the shops, surrounded by shrubs and vines. It looked pleasant, pretty and quiet during a weekday lunchtime. Initially pleased that I had finally arrived at the right destination I quickly realised that, once again, I had been led astray and was at the completely wrong bakery to the one I’d been seeking. However, not wanting to miss an opportunity and with the sun gloriously shining, making me feel optimistic, I headed inside.
Fabulous Baker Boys is an interesting and strangely appealing name for a bakery. I half expected to see a group of good ol’ boys smoking cigarettes and playing cards on the veranda, meat pies in hand and a piano playing in the background. However, the only customers there on this warm day were an older couple silently staring contemplatively into space. At a stab, the name might come from the famous movie (which I’ve never seen) and makes me wonder if the owners are either huge Michelle Pfeiffer fans or brothers who used to perform gigs together. It may remain a mystery.
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The shelves were on the empty side of full when I arrived, clearly I had missed the lunchtime rush, but a handful of donuts remained. The friendly server assured me all donuts were made fresh in store. Taking a couple donuts to go I headed out again – only to realise I was closer to my original destination than initially thought – but thankfully there is no such thing as a wasted donut!
