Khristina S.
Yelp
20 minutes to drive there, 20 minutes to drive home...and I still smell like freshly baked pastry.
I'd be speechless but I'm too busy drooling and clamoring for the first bite of the brioche bomb...
To be honest, I'm a suburbanite. The older I've gotten, the more frequently I visit the city, but it's mostly for work or an appointment. Now that I know about Butter Block (bb for short), I'm afraid I'll be spending much more time in the city.
Painted a soft, buttery yellow, the outside of the building reminds me of any shop you might see on Main St in Williamsville or East Aurora. Step inside and it takes your away.
The first thing you see is the barista swiftly and deftly slinging shots of espresso for Americanos, Lattes, and any other high-test beverage you could want (I ordered a Cortado). Then you see the bench seat that spans the entire right side of the cafe. Intimate spaces for two to sit, chat, and devour the deliciousness of the wares being churned out of the kitchen.
There's a large case for pastries and a cold case for tarts and other delicacies.
A doorway I will assume was the restroom is discreetly tucked away to the right just before you get to the glass windows of the kitchen.
Half a dozen people all working feverishly to prepare, decorate, and/or plate-up completed treats... it's truly a sight to see.
I have to stop typing now because I need to not-so-delicately put my face back into this brioche bomb, with brown butter streusel and a combination of vanilla pastry cream and lemon curd... nom, nom, nom...