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Scales and Tales

2374 02 Julia David

Out on Long Island, the weekend ritual would be to go to Scales and Tails. It was a small country market. The owner’s wife baked fresh croissants every morning. Warm from the oven, it was my mission to return with one each for my kids. The kids grew up and eventually Scales and Tails closed for lack of business. But it sure was a daily ritual when the kids were little. It almost felt like feeding the little birds.

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  1. May parents had a bakery where they would go each Saturday. I have never tasted a doughnut so good since.

    January 7, 2013 at 8:45 am

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