Following a frenzy of holiday pop-ups, The Night Baker disappeared for a short vacation. Their recent return did not go unannounced - four new flavours were introduced to the roster, likely in preparation for the upcoming lovers' holiday.
- Pink Lady: The first blush-coloured cookie I had ever laid eyes on, Pink Lady packed a sweet, milky filling within a polished pink package. Notes of almond and rose were faint at my time of consumption, so it didn't necessarily succeed in astounding me. That said, it was nonetheless delicious and par with the bakery's other imaginative pieces.
- Red Wedding: Indeed the flourishing marriage of luscious berry jam and white chocolate chunks, I couldn't resist releasing suppressed "oohs" and "aahs" in response to this innovative-yet-no-brainer pairing.
- Red Velvet: Known as America's tried-and-true party piece, this one delighted me more than expected with its savoury cream cheese interior. Did I mention it was a gooey cream cheese interior?!
- Black Forest: Chocolatey conceptions are a hit or miss for me, personally speaking. However, The Night Baker is the clear exception. Harnessing the denseness of a brownie in its triple chocolate cookie base, then projecting a gentle tartness through maraschino cherries, Black Forest was the distinctive winner of the transient quad.
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It remains a fact that the independent dessert shop upholds its reputation for churning out consistently heavenly handiworks.
Pilot was not far. Between a cold glass of milk for dunking freshly acquired cookies and the Beetroot Latte that had left such a strong impression, it was tough to waive an opportunity to re-experience the latter.
Having been mesmerized by the extensive crafting counter and bevelled wall decor last time, I hadn't craned my neck upwards to take in the triangular ceiling design: a ceaseless collection of white paper airplane-like fixtures, likely to emulate the roastery's own logo.
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Downing our lattes with swiftness, we retraced our footsteps as the sky dimmed from an overcast grey to somber royal blue.
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Downing our lattes with swiftness, we retraced our footsteps as the sky dimmed from an overcast grey to somber royal blue. And just as the final trace of the afternoon bid its farewell, we traversed across the bridge to Ontario Place to partake in the Winter Light Festival.
Opening weekend was not quite as busy as I had expected, especially once the above-seasonal temperatures had been factored in. A handful of small families wandered about the grounds; each group lingered for but a brief moment before sauntering off to the next exhibit.
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I am not one to be particularly conversant in the ways of visual arts, nor did I take much interest in reviewing the concomitant descriptions of their cultivation amidst the ruthless gusts. However, I must admit fondness to walking about the colourful assortment of pieces present. The interactive exhibits were particularly intriguing, as it enabled visitors to participate in its complete execution.
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Enveloped in a Field of Grass, Lumina, and Metamora were the ones that succeeded in captivation my attention.
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Ontario Place was truly stunning in the presence of flickering (and steady-state) sources of illumination.
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