The infamous Cronut from Dominique Ansel, Victoria | review.
Two weeks. Fourteen days. That's how long I had to wait for this Cronut, and I tell you, that's a lot to live up to. Bear in mind that I woke up early on my only morning off in twelve days in order to trek into Victoria, and think about the pressure that's on this little Cronut. You better be good, Cronut. I could have slept for an extra 3 hours.
The March flavour for London is brown sugar and rhubarb, and they only do one flavour for the whole of the month at each of the bakeries, so I timed my visit to coincide with this - February's flavour was raspberry jam and orange blossom which I wasn't too fussed about.
So I went and picked up my Cronuts, very glad that I had pre-ordered as all the non-reserved ones were sold out (by 10am on a Thursday!) and then promptly took them on a little photoshoot around London. I mean, you don't spend £4 on an individual pastry to just eat it without any photographic evidence. I'm not a heathen.
I finally ate it after a punishing gym class - I earned that Cronut, and it was pretty good. The custard was lovely and smooth with the toffee notes of brown sugar, and the rhubarb jam was nice, although it could have been a bit sharper. I was a bit confused about whether I was expecting the pastry to be soft like a doughnut or crisp like a croissant, but doughnut-soft it was, although this was potentially not helped by me lugging it about for 3 hours.
Overall, a lovely pastry, although not one I'd queue up for by any means. The bakery itself is very nice, all clean lines and marble tables, and the DKA they sell there is much better in my opinion. So go, don't queue, and grab a Kouign-Amann instead. And apparently Harrods does very good cronuts (small c).