Today I Got Into a French Pastry Shop

Not Much French in My Vocabulary

 

 

Here's a little secret: I had 3 years of French in high school but, never learned much.

See, I kept goofing around and, never made it to French II.

The 3rd time around (after flunking again) the teacher made a deal with me.

She'd give me a passing grade if, I promised, not to come back, in my senior year.

So, I did the honorable thing and, had an extra GYM class instead. Yeah !

 Arriving before 11AM, I had to kill time, waiting for the shop to open.

So, I shot this sign and checked my wallet for 100 dollar bills. None were found.

 These days, I don't drive a car but, it's nice to know parking is available.

If, I had a car, I'd park it under that shade tree. Okinawa gets hot.

At exactly 11AM the door was opened and I stepped inside with my camera.

It's always a good idea, to ask if photography is allowed. I was good to go.

Not wanting to shoot any customers, I waited until the place was all clear.

This isn't your typical bakery; you can sit down and relax in the air-conditioning.

There's enough room for a dozen people, to be seated in here.

As soon as, there were no more customers in the store, I placed my order.

Not sure if, the gal spoke English or French, I ordered in Japanese.

Two of those Camp Hansen Cheese, with Hokkaido butter, is what I got.

The girl, asked if, I wanted to sit at a table and have some coffee with it.

It was hot and sunny outside and I wanted to do some more outdoors photography.

So, I told the gal, it would be a takeout order and was on my way.

Back at the office, the cheese cake got put away in the refrigerator. 

And, I flipped the switch on the air-conditioner before, getting busy on this:




My little bit of a one hour excursion got boiled down to 20 some seconds.

Discovery in Okinawa: The Perfect Cheesecake

A Few Qualifications

• A cheesecake has some weight to it.  Lift it, and it weighs as much as a light bowling ball.
• It isn't like a pound-cake.  It is thick and, will break a plastic fork.
• It is stored in a refrigerator because, if it's left out on a shelf, it will spoil.
• Siberian Huskies love cheesecake as much as I do. So, this one won't go home with me.
• Good cheesecakes are hard to find (almost impossible) in Japan. But, they do exist.

The Awesome-yummiest Cheesecake

 

 

It's been, just down the street from my office, all along !

Instead of focusing on bugs, in front of my office or, the moon, I should have looked.

  


The building, across the street with the striped awning has it.

 

  

There's even a sign, in English, that says, Cheese Cake !

So, I went in and ordered one.

This baby had some texture and was as heavy as a bowling ball.

There isn't any fancy silverware around my office.

So, I had to get my camping saw off my backpack, to slice it.

Plastic forks would break so, I used a spoon, instead.

Licking plastic spoons isn't bad for your health but, licking camping saw blades hurts.

After, eating about half the cake, I put it in the fridge.

And, went back to ask if I could take some photos of the place.

As soon as I hit the publish button on this blog, I'll see how much more I can eat.

It's the best cheesecake, I've tasted in over 30 years.

So, there's no sense sharing it and letting things go to waste.  Right?

People living in Okinawa might want to know where to find Taimo Kobo Kinta.

For anyone, interested in making their own, here's a recipe.


But, I doubt, it comes anywhere near the discovery, I made today.

Back to attack the rest of my cheesecake and, take a little nap.


New Year's Eve, is always a long day and night, around this part of the country.


To all my friends and followers, have a safe and Happy New Year.


Let's hope 2014 has lots of Ups.


And, may any Downs you have, be gentle ones!



Where is it on Google Maps?