Last year, late one evening, as the sun set and the fridge remained empty, my husband and I decided to walk across to our local mall (Sunset, Jumeirah) to visit what looked like a simple little Italian, called Pappa Roti.
In our naivety and growing hunger, we had imagined an offering of simple pasta dishes and perhaps a Tiramisu to finish. So we were not pleasantly surprised that the only food the waitress could offer us was a “bun”. A BUN?! We replied incredulously, that’s it? “Yes mam, yes sir”.
We promptly snapped our drinks menus shut and left displaying a very grumpy disposition. We could not understand why this place, that was so often packed with a cool local crowd, was of such interest when it only offered buns.
Roll forward almost a year and I invite a friend for a coffee, we need somewhere local as we don’t have much time, “let’s try that Papa Roti place?” I suggest.
This time, I’m open to the possibility of a bun, so I order a milk ginger tea and a bun combo…
Words cannot describe… but I’ll try: warm, soft, gooey fluffy buttery salty inside, crunchy grainy sweet outside – somewhere between an all butter croissant, soft freshly baked french baguette, and the outer edge of a Victoria Sponge…my god – this bun really is the father of all buns – its indescribably good – unlike anything else and is my new obsession!
If you haven’t tried one yet, you have to give it a go. If you’re like me – the sort of person who can’t say no to sweet treats and warm bread with lightly salted butter… then you are sure to fall in love. The first one I had I practically O’d! 🙂
I daren’t look at the sugar content or count the calories – who cares when a bun tastes this good! (just in moderation… in moderation… I chant this to myself as I drive by the mall…)