i walk through the intersection of greene ave. and classon ave. nearly every day. and about 8 out of every 10 days, it smells...incredible. like fresh-baked, sugary, buttery goodness. and it isn't some delicate "oh, my neighbor's baking cookies again" smell -- it's serious. like someone is mass-producing something luscious. but the thing is, there's nothing at that intersection that screams "pepperidge farm" (or even "little debbie's"). let's take a look at what's on the corners.
though the h.t.n.s. is one of my favorite neighborhood fixtures, i don't think they're cranking out the baked goods.
as catherine malandrino said to vincent: no. no. no. no. (though, come spring, this will be a fabulous latin restaurant (but that's another story altogether...).)
they could be shipping out cookies in those trucks, but i don't think so.
could it be that the
both a half-block south on classon, are supplementing the collection plate with some intense bake sale activity?
if not, i'm stumped.
can anyone solve this puzzle? anyone? anyone?
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