Get Out Of The Ghetto | Issue 12
The Friday Shop
Once a week, high on the hills that surround Dunedinís student ghetto, a small piece of Paris blossoms. Highgate Bridge (or the ďFriday Shop,Ē as it is affectionately known by its addictees) opens to customers only one day a week (can you guess which one?). It may not quite have the aesthetic charm of a Parisienne cafť (it exudes more hygienic efficiency chic than Amťlie) but its patisserie offerings are damn fine. Some say that chef Jim Byars makes the best almond croissants this side of the Eiffel Tower, and anyone who disagrees hasnít gotten up early enough to try them.
Thatís right folks, cíest dommage, but the supply/demand equation triggered by the Shopís exclusive opening hours and classically-conditioned clientele means that these baked goods donít last long. The bakery opens for customers at 6am, and by 9am all that remains are some lonesome croissanty crumbs and the odd bag of soup. Thus, not only must you climb a massive hill, but you must also do so at the break of dawn. Do it once, and you will do it again. And again. Every Thursday evening youíll think, ďÖ should I?Ē But if you know what you want, you can pre-order during the week and pick up your treats at your leisure throughout the day. If you really canít be bothered, some of the treats are sold down on the flat at Everyday Gourmet, albeit for an inflated price. Enjoy.
Get there: on foot (so you deserve that tasty pastry). Itís on Highgate just along from the bridge over Stuart Street.
Do: accompany your treat guzzling with a coffee from Rhubarb across the road.
Donít: forget to take cash Ė there ainít no EFTPOS. Roughly, prices hover around $3 for pastry and $5 for tarts.
Eat: EVERYTHING (nom nom).