I went to Bad Wolf for the first time yesterday as part of a two-fer with lunch at the New England Seafood Company and a hope to get some pastries before we headed back to the Loop. It was a cultural payday excursion.

. Alas, we were too late for any sweet pastries but got to try some brioche, little baby broccoli quiche and one of the best buttermilk biscuits I've ever had. I actually got some to go with my to go order of clam chowder from New England for my dinner and I honestly couldn't not believe how happy my mouth was. Everything was wonderful.
However, I went back this morning in order to try the sweet pastries and my mouth almost freaked out from the happiness that was the kouign amann. I mean...holy butter dough, kids. What a lovely, lovely creation. I haven't had something this special since the heyday of Natalina. I also had a paris brest noisette, which was also yummy and I'm saving a slice of the gateau for after dinner. I wish I'd bought more than 2 koiugn amann.
Jonathan was great and one of my favorite moments was when he gave his music list to the line and asked them what they wanted to listen to. Sly and the Family Stone while waiting for a perfect latte and amazing pastries -- in a pretty room with a Tardis on the wall -- on one of the most perfect fall mornings ever? Kind of a perfect life. At least today.
Not even close to my neighborhood and I guarantee I will come back again and again.
S