My Bambaloni Has a First Name …

Sunday morning usually means brunch at Pike Place Market, and yesterday was no exception.

Shortly after 10, I headed over to Piroshky Piroshky, and this time, I decided to try something different. While I usually get Oscar’s Star or some kind of breakfast concoction, on this day, I decided to broaden my horizons.

After eyeing the menu for a few moments, I decided on the mozzarella, broccoli, and mushroom piroshky, only because it sounded kind of weird, and after taking a bite, I realized that it tasted like it sounded. Weird. It wasn’t bad by any means, but compared to the other offerings, it’s probably my least favorite so far.

Once I finished the piroshky, my taste buds were still feeling adventurous, and this time, I wanted something sweet.

I headed over to Michou, and I perused their selection of baked goods.

When I happened upon the zeppole, my mouth began to water. If you’ve ever lived in Brooklyn, and what self-respecting hipster douchebag hasn’t, you’ve no doubt eaten zeppole.

Zeppole are sugar-coated dough balls that are a fixture of Brooklyn pizza joints, and I’ve probably eaten a metric ton of these things in my lifetime.

Next to the zeppole, I noticed a gigantic donut thing called “bambaloni”, but this was something I had never heard of. The clerk informed me that a bambaloni was basically a donut version of a zeppole, so I ordered one up and was on my way.

When I got outside, I pulled a bambaloni out of the bag, took a bite, and suffice to say that I now have a favorite dessert at Pike Place Market. The bambaloni is a cross between a zeppoli, a donut, and a churro stick, and it tastes very good. At a buck fifty, the it’s also a screaming bargain.

Try one today, and as always, if you want to be treated like a true VIP … tell them Seattle Rex sent you.

You’ll be glad you did.