Confession

My name is Tahlia DeMaio, and I am an addict.

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I have a closely guarded secret that almost no one, if anyone, knows: I am addicted to croissants. It's shameful, I know! But I just can't help it! Back home I managed to keep my obsessive impulses curtailed in the following ways: 1) Croissants are expensive! There's no way I could justify spending $2 or more one a single, heavenly, buttery pastry 2.) I know that so much goodness in one little croissant can only mean one thing: BUTTER and butter NE healthy. So my secret was well kept by my frugalness and guilt. But atlas! The same constraints do not apply here! 1) Croissants are so CHEAP and they're EVERYWHERE and 2) Croissants are so CHEAP and they're EVERYWHERE. In France, home of my weakness, a croissants costs 0.70euro, that's $0.88 folks! How can you resist that?! And they're even better here than back home. Softer, and flakier, and buttery-er and not dry or crumbly. My self restraint has been put to it's limits- I may just throw caution to the wind and accept the drain on my limited funds (though not as bad as it could be!) and addition to my waist (reduced by all my excessive biking!) and indulge.