During the morning hours from 7 to 9 a line usually extends outside of Dahlia Bakery. It is a stretch of time when a fresh pastry and strong coffee might be just the encouragement you need to keep on going towards the workday. Patrons wait patiently and with a certain friendliness, a friendliness we found in many of Seattleites we met. The reward for such patience is the chance to slip into the small shop and snag a chocolate coconut macaroon, caramel apple brioche, blueberry peach scone, or some other confection. With delight in hand, some gluten-free and some flour-less, many sit beneath the avenue of maples which line the sidewalk. Brick facades and hanging potted flowers give you the feeling that you are somewhere in the Village. Dahlia Bakery also serves lunch until half past 2: sandwiches, soups, and salads: the queues stir up again right before noon.
I fell in love with the chocolate coconut macaroon and its multiplicity of textures: a crispy exterior that belies the soft tendrils of coconut bursting from its center. It is the perfect glycemic rush and one I hope to be able to repeat over and over again ad infinitum.