The Cronut is a food item that was accidentally conjured when Pastry Chef Dominique Ansel, a Julie and Julia DVD, a confused pedestrian who got lost on the way to the Sex and the City bus tour, and the ghost of a 16th century French courtier made simultaneous wishes in a cursèd fountain.
In its short tenure on Earth, the Cronut has driven the Internet into a frenzy. It’s caused people to queue for hours in Soho. It’s wormed its way into the elusive and well-guarded heart of Questlove. It’s ignited a thriving sweets black market. This is because the Cronut is a tricksy little siren. Incidentally, the pastry has also inspired a slew of knock-off Cronuts, none of which have lived up to the hype — probably because they’ve been named things like “the squat,” which is a position made famous by being the way you urinate when you’re in the woods.
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