365: Red; January 25; Boss

My kid just returned from a week working in New York City. She's in film and has a friend who is a playwright and film maker there and who brings her in occasionally to volunteer on small projects when she can take a break from the film work she does here.

She lived in NYC for six months and often - very often - mentioned these pecan buns she got from Miss Dahlia's Café in Brooklyn. They sounded delicious from her descriptions of them being addictive.

Last May, we travelled with her to NYC for the graduation of our very dear friend, Cory Dixon, from the New York Academy of Art, and we stayed within walking distance of Miss Dahlia's, so walked the five long blocks there the first morning we were in the city. My goal, as it always is in the morning, was COFFEE..... and, because there they were, one of these famous buns. They are indescribably delicious. Doubtless made with half a cup of butter each, sticky with brown sugar and cinnamon. They are utterly divine.

So I begged my kid to bring me back some of these and two of them made it back. I would have squirrelled myself away with them in my office over two days but I shared with my spouse.

Miss Dahlia's is located at 449 Nostrand Ave in Brooklyn. The subway is Nostrand Ave on the A or C lines. The Buns come from Balthazar Bakery in Spring Street, Manhattan. If ever you're in NYC, just make your way to either Balthazar or Miss Dahlia's.