Today I got* a new-to-me pastry: croissant egg tarts (焦糖可頌蛋撻). (Am I the only one who wants to call them craan tat? Anyhow.) Correctly anticipating that eating these would leave a mess of pastry flakes around me, I didn't eat these at home (a place I'd have to clean up). Instead, I went to the bench behind the Parnassus Ave Starbucks, where birds provide pastry-fragment cleanup service.
