When I arrived back at work, fresh from Popelini, they were still arguing. The limey was gesticulating so hard, he batted his shiny thin tie over his shoulder and left it there. None noticed the long trays of cream puffs I'd placed in the middle of the table. Each was annoyed I was blocking his view of the idiot on the other side of his argument. I began to wonder about my colleagues - how can they be so passionate about work? Hello, there are rows of tiny choux à la crème, people!
I'd nicked mine in advance and crept out of the meeting, back to my desk. It was just me and my chocolate cream puff. So quiet and nice - cream puffs don't argue. I set it aside, answered a few emails and started thinking about my last experience with choux, which was incredible. Could Popelini be as good?
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