Rontelier: our neighborhood in Sejong 1
How did we get here?
I didn’t initially think about writing a post like this, but we had a nice walk around our apartment and found the shop sitting a few minutes from home. My sister came to stay with us for the weekend, yesterday(March 9th) on a leave. I was happy to greet her by the evening to play a movie with our wide-screen home theater. I also had my very own microwavable popcorn and soda pop set up by the table so that it feels like a home to chill and take a break. While we did that I thought we might go for a walk or a work-out after breakfast tomorrow. So today, we slept in until about 9:30 and later got out for a walk on which we found this place: a cafe with a nice ambiance of a boutique or a privately run bakery. I have been eyeing this place for a while now although I didn’t until today make an occasion to visit. It’s literally right across from the entrance of our apartment hub, along the corner of Saeddeum maeul (3rd village; and ours is the 4th).
So here, take a look.
Dessert and coffee: how was it?
My sister and I both walked into the store with full stomach. Mom always makes a feast whenever my sister comes to a family visit in Sejong, so we had baked shrimps and scallops. Dad doesn’t like shrimps, so he had some marinated squid for his private lunch as well. It was about time for a dessert, but we were both not very hungry. I decided to buy some for a trial though since I also took it special when my sister came for a visit, usually for a once or twice a month.
We bought a roll-cake with cherry cream fillings, and a raspberry macaroon. I didn’t initially wanted to buy coffee, but they had a special blend which made both my sister and me curious about the taste. It was 11000 won for the total of three purchases, and I thought the price was not so bad.
Here’s a funny display of these I made on our dining table back at home:
The food was okay K. (Not unbiased)
Albeit with full stomachs, we did finish the cake and the macaroon. They were sweet! I thought they were standard from my full stomach view point. The Ms. who owned the shop warned us about the coffee that it’s very dense and it’s double-shot, so we were ready to embrace the blackness of the coffee. I was happy about it. It was quite good. It would have been perfect for the morning. Not so much for the afternoon though, so I decided to pour some hot water in it. The blend was very good, and it mixed well with the sweet, sugary desserts.
Here they are, almost finished on the plate:
We might visit again soon.