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I CAN HAZ CROISSANTZ?
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Sitting astride a giant croissant, mounted to a pole, I am bobbing up and down to the tune of the roundabout, enjoying myself as once I did as a child, at the county fair.
I'm nibbling on my last donut, which I got free at the waterslide. The slide is great: A giant thing with big squashy inner tubes,
painted like frosted donuts. You just have to be careful of the strong currants. It's right next to The Baguette, a log ride where you sit astride massive french loaves and weave your way through a pretzel-shaped river course.
All of the staff are dressed as bakers, replete with a light dusting of flour. Some carry massive trays of pastries and petits fours; others wield enormous sandwiches, stuffed with international delights.
Everywhere you go the heady scents of fresh buns, newly baked loaves and sweet cakes tantalise your olfactory sense.
My favourite attraction here is The Baquarium: A giant plexiglass tube through a room teeming with loaves shaped like fishes, apple turnovers, buns and croissants, all spinning and soaring on jets of air which sparkle with sugar crystals and sweet spices.
De Bakkersmolen
http://home.hetnet....ls/Bakkersm-eng.htm
Not quite as many theme park rides, but lots of Belgian bakery fun. [pottedstu, Nov 25 2004]
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As long as there's dippin' dots, I'm sold |
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Just the description of the smells in the air is making me drool. |
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Beware of the t-roll-zone though. You may never get out alive. |
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You don't haveto eat it. Anyway, Atkins is no good for you. |
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It's about time for the halfbakery diet: custard and jam and cheese and... |
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Served by ninjas and mimes, no doubt..... |
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("... tantalise your olfactory sense"? Good heavens, UnaBubba, careful with that purple prose or you'll break something.) |
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Just drop me off at the massage tables and I'll see y'all in two hours. |
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And what, might I ask, would be the form of payment? Pats of butter? (pottedstu, your'e still alive, yay!) |
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Massage tables? We don't got no steenking massage tables... Do you mean the Kneading Room? |
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It's not purple prose, it's our mission statement: |
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"Give us your tired; your poor;
Your huddled muscles yearning to move free,
The wretched refuse of you feeling sore.
Send these, painwracked and tension-knotted to me,
And leave your cares beside the bakery door." |
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Expertly skilled hand massage, by Japanese masterbakers (careful with that word) will soothe and seduce the muscles of your body to heights of ecstasy previously unimagined. |
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Aw, I was hoping for a theme park with rides designed by halfbakers. Well, this would be fun too I guess. Sigh. |
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But this *is* a theme park with rides designed by halfbakers. |
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How was your massage, [jutta]? |
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Oh, about medium.
No, seriously, I liked the part where they spin you and throw you in the air, but I think the advertising claims that it makes you thinner are exaggerated. |
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Dropping you on a bed of nails from 4ft up didn't make you thinner? Who'd 'a' thunk it? |
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