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So this "cronut" trend wouldn't honestly have gotten my attention were it not for the flavors I'd read about in reviews of various places offering croissant/donut hybrids. Blackberry vanilla, lemon rose, pistachio cream, Nutella-- these are the kind of flavors I gravitate toward anyway. If people made an ordinary lemon and rose-flavored donut for a buck, I'd buy that. Since they don't, and there's a "kronut" bakery down the street from our current digs in Chicago, I went to scout it out for my breakfast.
Now, I'd been to this exact same bakery on a macaron run last year, so clearly it's my go-to place in Chicago for trendy nibbles. We did buy a couple of macarons (lemon poppyseed and pumpkin, oh my) and we picked up a nice oldschool Kouign-Amann to add a respectable gloss to our kronut run, but there were a tray of vanilla-rose kronuts waiting and we did buy one to split. It cost five dollars, same as the actual trademarked Cronuts in New York.
The kronut was about the size of an ordinary glazed donut, maybe a little flatter. Roughly the dimensions of an old-fashioned, I guess. After the first bite it split into three layers and we had to be careful eating the rest. The vanilla custard started oozing out all over the place. The rosewater flavor was delicious but, as I said above, if someone offered rose-flavored croissants or rosewater donuts on an everyday basis, I would be perfectly happy to nosh on those and ignore this wacky edible portmanteau. I see no need to wait in line or engage in other debasing behavior for this particular sweet.
After eating the salted caramel macaron ice cream sandwich at Ginger Elizabeth in Sacramento last year I told my husband I was satisfied with the macarons of the world and would no longer go out of my way to acquire them (today did not count, as we were already in the shop for reasons unrelated to the macaron). I can safely say the same of cronuts after this sole encounter.
Now, I'd been to this exact same bakery on a macaron run last year, so clearly it's my go-to place in Chicago for trendy nibbles. We did buy a couple of macarons (lemon poppyseed and pumpkin, oh my) and we picked up a nice oldschool Kouign-Amann to add a respectable gloss to our kronut run, but there were a tray of vanilla-rose kronuts waiting and we did buy one to split. It cost five dollars, same as the actual trademarked Cronuts in New York.
The kronut was about the size of an ordinary glazed donut, maybe a little flatter. Roughly the dimensions of an old-fashioned, I guess. After the first bite it split into three layers and we had to be careful eating the rest. The vanilla custard started oozing out all over the place. The rosewater flavor was delicious but, as I said above, if someone offered rose-flavored croissants or rosewater donuts on an everyday basis, I would be perfectly happy to nosh on those and ignore this wacky edible portmanteau. I see no need to wait in line or engage in other debasing behavior for this particular sweet.
After eating the salted caramel macaron ice cream sandwich at Ginger Elizabeth in Sacramento last year I told my husband I was satisfied with the macarons of the world and would no longer go out of my way to acquire them (today did not count, as we were already in the shop for reasons unrelated to the macaron). I can safely say the same of cronuts after this sole encounter.
