The Rebound Lover

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Sugar and smiles was the first sighting to greet me when walking through the doors of Adriano Zumbo’s Patisserie in Melbourne’s inner city suburb of South Yarra. Forewarning: this store has the potential to induce a state of hyperventilation, extreme confusion, and just in general, extreme gluttony and greed. The best of my intentions to keep to my pre-set budget prior to arriving at the patisserie was blown upon first sighting. My resolve crumbled as I began to order, “One of that, and one of that, and yes please, the toasted marshmallow macaron, oh actually make that two please”, (I think you get my drift). Wassup-bi cake, Secret Carrots Business Cake and the sublime Passionfruit Tart has now been listed on what I like to refer to as my list of “Transportation Food”. This is food that goes beyond filling your belly and takes you to ‘that happy place’.

Plated cakes
Tasting the Passionfruit Tart, which was the perfect balance of sweet mixed with tartness, I started to giggle like a school girl. It was just so stupidly delicious! The most surprising of my experience at Zumbos was that I wasn’t disappointed. Not because the Chef isn’t a master artist, but more so because all my experience of tasting exquisitely presented cakes has always been an anti-climax. So often I find visually show stopping cakes are delightful upon the eye, but in reality never taste as good as they present. How thrilled I am that this is not the case at Zumbos. Here, you will find edible art that most certainly wows the eyes, and is wowee-wowsers on the taste buds.
So how was it that I came to be in Zumbo’s Patisserie? In mourning. Pining for a lover that I left behind in November last year, named PARIS. After having departed the city of Love and Lights, I arrived back in Australia and thought of Paris day and night (I still do). Never having been in such a position before, I had no idea how to heal the feeling of forlorn when something is so far from reach, and that is how I found myself in the process of rebound love. Hoping that I could purge Paris out of my system slowly, I made it my mission to get my ‘French-fix’ and seek out the best of Melbourne’s Patisseries. This pursuit was somewhat a very hit and miss affair, with many patisseries paling in significance to the best that Paris has to offer, until stumbling across one in Port Melbourne, and of course, Zumbos. I now have my new macaron go to place.

So am I biased, and perhaps my subconscious playing tricks on me simply because I want to find a Paris replacement? Possibly, until my non-sweet tooth loving husband, who doesn’t even like macarons said, “So when can we go back? I want more of THOSE macarons” It seems the jury has reached its verdict. I encourage you to go, see, decide for yourself.

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