“I heard this place makes the best croissants in the city,” Seth said.
“Well, I’ll have you know that I’m a croissant aficionado,” Carl said, “and I will reserve judgment until I have sampled one.”
“Okay,” Seth said. “Let’s do this thing.”
The two of them walked into the Bread Ahead store. As they approached the counter, the clerk greeted them with a smile and said, “Good morning, gentleman. What can I get for you?”
Seth was the first to answer. “I’ll have a chocolate almond croissant and a vanilla latte,” he said.
Carl looked at Seth with disdain. “A chocolate almond croissant? Seriously? How can you evaluate the quality of a croissant when it contains all that crap?”
“But I love chocolate almond croissants.”
Ignoring his friend, Carl addressed the girl behind the counter. “A plain croissant and a black coffee,” he said.
The girl handed Seth a tray with their coffees and croissants and they found table.
“Rich, buttery, flaky, puffed, and layered,” Carl said after examining and tasting the croissant as a sommelier might taste test a fine wine.
“And the verdict?” Seth asked.
“The best croissants in town,” Carl acknowledged with a broad smile.
Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practioner from Roger Shipp. Photo credit: Daria Shevtsova pexels-photo-1070945.