Circle on Cavill, Surfers Paradise
What better way to follow a post about Abysnthe Restaurant than a post about Absynthe Bakery.
Absynthe Bakery
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We went along to Absynthe bakery for a quick bite to eat at lunch, considering the awesomeness of the bread rolls at the restaurant that we had, we were sure to be on a winner. From the outside, it didn't look like much, and even when we stepped through the doors it was still not awe inspiring, but it did look very slick and modern. I was totally won by the sweets displayed in the window.
I'll have one of those, and one of those....and ooo ooo one of THOSE!
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There were so many things to choose from, pies, sandwiches, crusty bread, so we opted to go with the safe choice and ordered the lunch special. Daz ordered a pizza, and I ordered a chicken pie. Just by the sounds of it, this could have been pretty boring, and to tell you the truth the pizza was pretty ordinary....good but ordinary. My mum's pizza looks exactly the same as the pizza presented to us from Absynthe. Thick, almost foccacia style with loads of tomato sauce and very little topping. The dough was exceptional though, fluffy on the inside but crispy without being too crunchy on the outside. It was a good pizza, but nothing different from what I could get at home.
I couldn't decided which angle looked better, the front or the back?
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The chicken pie on the other hand was so bloody fantastic we went back and ordered another one. The pastry was flaky and topped with my favourite of all seeds, the sesame seed. The filling was something else altogether. I was expecting a pie filled with chunks of chicken, maybe a couple of pieces of vegetables and little amount of gravy, but this baby was ALL gravy. It was so delightful. It was gooey, runny and just the total essence of chicken. There were minascule pieces of chicken dotted throughout the sauce, but more like blended bits of meat. It was slightly too hot, but that didnt stop me from chowing down on it and getting it all over myself. I wish I had taken a picture of the opened pie, but I never think of these things while I'm indulging.
Chicken Pie
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If I lived on the Gold Coast I would be buying my daily bread from here. The variety looked so appealing that I was contemplating buying some to take back to Melbourne. Sadly, it probably would have been eaten before making the plane, so I decided to leave empty handed. Thank goodness there was ice cream there to soften the blow.
