The Secret Life of Roselle

I remember the first time I bit into Roselle’s ethereal Banana Cream Pie Éclair.  It was my birthday cake (or rather, my birthday pastry), a year I had ironically decided that I didn’t want cake or anything sweet for that matter. I wanted croissants. Lots of them. So the 3 Spoons set out on an adventure, walking from Corktown to West Queen West, to eat every notable croissant along the way.