Meet Heather, menu coordinator for Church Street … and all-around fantastic person.
Remember the part in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory when Mike Teavee gets shrunk and chocolate travels through the TV? Right now, I’m wishing that technology — reaching through a television screen to grab a bar of real chocolate — were a reality. Because then, instead of reading this post, you could reach through the screen and taste one of our scones. And the best way to experience our Church Street pastries is to taste them.
Our menu was developed by the amazing Heather Morris. That’s right, Morris … she’s married to Cal. But this isn’t a case of nepotism or convenience — this is a case of “oh-my-goodness-this-is-the-best-cake-I’ve-ever-tasted-and-we-must-carry-it-at-Church-Street.”
I get hungry just looking at the menu Heather’s cooked up (sorry about the pun) for us. I can’t tell you everything, but here’s a preview: Chai Coffee Cake. Chocolate Truffle Meltaways. Cinnamon Oat Scones. Wedding Cupcakes. And Double Coco-Chip Cookies.
Of course, we’ll have healthier options and breakfast favorites (oatmeal, granola, greek yogurt, trail mix), as well as a variety of pound cakes, muffins and biscotti. We’re not serving meals, but we are serving food that actually is food — we plan to bake our pastries in the store, and we’re careful not to use HFCS, transfats, or anything else that’s more chemistry experiment than food.
That’s because Heather is serious about her recipes. She’s perfected them for years, drawing on family favorites (I’m excited to taste the chocolate-dipped jam cookie recipe she got from her mother), her work as a personal chef, and the weddings she’s catered. (Last time she catered a wedding, I heard so many friends compliment her cake that we’re introducing Wedding Cupcakes using her recipe.)
All these amazing pastries mean we’re having to get additional Health Department approval, and that’s taking a lot of time. But we promise, the first time you taste one of Heather’s Cranberry Orange Scones right out of the oven, it’ll be worth it. (But, please, don’t go all Augustus Gloop and try to jump into a bag of espresso beans. We’re not above hiring an Oompa Loompa or two if things get out of control.)