As delicious as croissants can be, I am still learning the art of eating one without wearing it for the rest of the day. I have seen enough dandruff commercials to know the enormity of its impact on one’s social life. And the puff pastry variety is equally unforgivable. During a recent rendezvous, I pulled off my black scarf, inspiring a downpour of butter-flavored flakes. Nevertheless, sharing what I had for breakfast must only be reserved for my blog (note: cereal).
But thank heavens I married French! Not only do I have a personal grammar coach, but also a personal instructor on the proper way on how to eat a croissant. Et voilà!…
- © Jessie Kanelos
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Miam! Must try.
My personal French grammar coach introduced me to the magic of dipping croissants in hot chocolate… so yummy 🙂
Thank you! Can’t wait to get my hands on some kale soon!
Clearly I meant dunking!
Dumping the croissant is the best part! thank you for the lovely tutorial 🙂
I prefer not to correct these mistakes. 😉
You’ve got it! Happy dunking.
Never seen the dunking approach, but it makes sense! Thanks for the yummy tutorial.
My French friend always says “dive” something into a drink, instead of “dunking” it, and I always get a chuckle.
Hey, as long as your pashmina is flake free, then you are sitting pretty!
Thanks for reading, Heather.
I must have picked this up by osmosis because I met this post with a “Yay! I do that!” but my French honey certainly didn’t show me the ropes. What’s up with that? 😉
Now you just have to find the perfect croissant! (Your daily reminder to book a ticket to Paris!)
THIS IS GORGEOUS! I will never spill flakes on myself again.