Located in the same plaza as Go for Tea's old location on Commerce Valley Drive and neighbours to It's A Bao Time and The Captain's Boil is quaint pastry shop-cafe hybrid by the name of duo Patisserie & Cafe.
Not particularly a fan of these costly elaborate pastries myself, I was on a mission to obtain an item that would bring pleasure to my favourite fangirl.
Undecisive and unfamiliarity with the menu was a problem, as this quickly caused queuing and a state of confusion for the customers that followed suit. Albeit the incredible degree of clarity on the labes resting in front of the available pastry options, there was seemingly no other method of data assembly available except standing in front of each item to read their simplified ingredient and allergen list. The two frontline members of staff managing the shop were also found incapable of providing adequate information and product details to further our understanding of the items before our eyes.
As one of the patisserie's best sellers, I would presume the texture and flavour profile to satisfy even the pickiest of cream puff enthusiasts. Personally, I did not try this and therefore cannot comment on its degree of satisfaction, or lack thereof.
The tart base was rock-solid, which served as a formidable foundation for the delicate filling, but not nearly as applause-worthy as a buttery, semi-firm base.
Besides the hassle of removing an impossibly fragile base from its serving plate - only to witness its anticlimatic (literal) downfall several seconds later - the spoonful of this wobbly dessert tastes no different than digging into a partially set tub of flavoured heavy cream. The silky richness is overpowering, and the fruity centre is insuffient in alleviating its effects for a harmonious balance.
The apples, instead of yielding warm, buttery comfort, were cold and tasted of an indistinguishable mix of sour and salty. Pastry cream was applied in such a thin layer that it was barely discernible; once again, the lard-lacking crust was a brittle letdown. (Would it be too much to say that I lost my appetite after a bite of this?)
Layers of crunchy chocolate goodness were found with each bite; the only factor missing was the fragrant essence of butter - Brioche Dorée takes the cake in that department.
But pastries with a major absence of butter is an outright tragedy. The grease has been banished, though copious amounts of stomach-churning heavy cream is the new substitute.
The value of their goods is debatable, as a three-dollar viennoisserie is well justified but a seven-dollar invention is a mistake to never commit again.
I have yet to attempt their caffeinated beverages, and am open to the idea of testing a croissant-latte pairing.
Needless to say, it looks like I'll be skipping their exotic-looking pastries next time.