Wednesday, October 14, 2009
You Say Cannolis, I Say Cannoli
On my way home from the Union Square farmer's market, laden with squash, shallots, apples, grapes, and all manner of things healthy and organic, I became fearful that my diet was getting entirely too healthy. So, before even unpacking my groceries, I stopped in at the new bakery around the corner, Stuffed Artisan Cannolis, on Stanton between Attorney and Clinton.
I broke my resolve not go all pedantic about cannolis instead of cannoli as soon as I walked in the door. The owner, Anthony Fontana, who was behind the counter, told me that his mother wasn't too crazy about the name, either, and reminded him that it's "Cannolo, cannoli," but said that he remembers growing up hearing people referring to a box of cannolis. Having grown up in a largely Italian Brooklyn neighborhood, I do, too, and gave in on the point.
The wee cannoli(s) come in an impressive variety of flavors: birthday cake, peanut butter cup, red licorice, cappucino...and lots more, although not all flavors are available every day. Being of sadly small appetite, I was delighted to be able to get three three-bite cannoli(s) for five bucks.
I was given a taste of Nutella filling as I was on my way out, which mercifully prevented me from pointing out that, "Stuffed Artisan Cannolis" sound as though the cannoli(s) are made by a stuffed artisan. Perhaps they are; if I spent much time there, I'd be pretty stuffed, too.
Posted by Barbara L. Hanson at 4:07 PM
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