The dessert place we took D and N after their lomito dinner was, of course, Moustache. It's one of the places we take our favourite people, Mexican specialities being another. We'd seen Moustache grow since its infancy and supported it when it was about to lose its original shop in Auckland central. After Moustache got a bus then a shop at uni, we were excited when it opened another shop on K Rd. Even A, who is not a fan of K Rd, absolutely does not mind if for the cookies. In fact, it was at his suggestion that we came here for our first flattie outing, for our flattie Christmas present, and as a gift to his best mate visiting from overseas.
Sitting in the same industrial interior next to El sizzling lomito, going to Moustache is a treat for the nose. There are cookies constantly coming out fresh from the oven, oozing with sweet Nutella. The baker behind the counter bar is continuously measuring out ingredients for the next batch. Looking at all the bags of sugar and blocks of chocolate seems a bit alarming but she assured me that each batch makes 100s of cookies. I asked her but can't remember the exact numbers anymore.
Even after our lomitos to sandwiches and beer, D and N managed to get a few cookies for dessert. So did we, of course, and they didn't last long. They are too good to savour slowly because I can never resist.
, by Vivian Lee