There he was. With a friend.
We bonded over the éclairs, and drooled over the japonais cakes. He was cute and around my age...and I just knew we would have enjoyed Black Forest cakes together. His piercing blue eyes looked into mine as we shared our names and those of our schools.
[name of school tactfully redacted]
Perfection. Like one of King Star's chocolates. Until blue-eyed one turned to his friend and muttered sneeringly: Lawrencians...darkies.
I almost threw my chocolate éclair at him.
I remembered just in time that I was at King Star Bakery and to waste an offering like that would have been a complete travesty. A waste of superb cream filling.
You had to earn the right to be bashed about the head with a King Star éclair. The snarky kid with the piercing blue eyes just wasn't worth it. So I bumped him hard as I walked out through the narrow doorway...accidentally on purpose, of course. And in a ladylike way. And then we beat that school at the next inter-school competition. Revenge...best served on the playing fields.
As for the éclair, it was simply....divine. Judging by the picture, King Star remains the same size it used to be. A store that is small in size but huge on taste. L-shaped counters enclosing delicious treats and...oh, I can’t type any more without visions of cream horns and éclairs. I wonder if they ship overseas?