Cake Walk

As in Japan, it is hard to come by good, hearty western-style breads here in Chennai. More common is the light, “Wonder bread” that makes for a decent grilled cheese, but remains nothing less than an unactualized, bleached Twinkie. While we love Indian breads, still there are times when we crave western breads—and frankly it is easier to pull out a piece from the freezer and throw it in the toaster than it is to fry up roti. Anyway, we have a favorite place that we go to get (at least) fresh white bread and pastries, called Cake Walk in Besant Nagar. The folks there are nice and we’ve ordered a few cakes from there—for Kaia and Indiamama’s birthdays—so they know us quite well. Kaia has his favorite muffins and a few months ago was introduced to the pleasure of donuts. Fortunately he eats everything and truly enjoys his food, otherwise I’d be a bit more concerned about his attraction to sweet things.

Why I Love this Time: Walking along the rutted sidewalk, past the stand with pirated DVDs and copied books, gingerly stepping past napping dogs to get a strawberry muffin.