Just looking at that shining orange flan makes my mouth water. But I ordered my usual cafe con leche, and offered the women behind the counter 50 cents to pose for a picture. I played the clueless, out-of-place gringo to the hilt, and everyone, including the other customers, had a good laugh. National Bakery, on Westchester Ave, near the Elder Ave. station. Don’t miss it.
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