Puffs in the press

This afternoon I finally got to taste the puffs.  The store was empty except for me and one pregnant woman, who to my chagrin, ordered one cream puff less than me.  This was not a week for green tea flavored puffs, so I had to do with one pumpkin and one vanilla.  I liked how I could see little specks of ground up vanilla bean in the vanilla custard.  Yum.

I also liked some of the descriptions in this article about the Bay Area Beard Papas (there's going to be one in Redwood City too, it seems, and my suspicion about them opening locations in places where there's a high Asian population - like, um, you know, Gardena and SF - seems confirmed in the article).

...popping up in subways, railway stations and malls. Soon after, like arterial plaque and middle-aged stomachs, the shops' relentless spread began: mainland China, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Singapore, Korea, the Philippines, Malaysia, Indonesia and Australia.

And I'm an American, dammit.  Order me some McCrap.  To go.

"Corporate America consumer food products, for the most part, are geared to the McCrap eater segment of society," Celente said.

Sounds like opening day at the SF location was quite an event.

...the supply ran dangerously low and puffs were rationed to six per person. During a particularly busy Saturday, after customers were warned that a shortage was looming, patrons who ordered too many puffs were booed by others in line, while those who showed restraint were applauded.

Best.  T-shirt.  Ever?

While people wait, they can contemplate "Who's Your Puff Daddy?" T-shirts...