So basically every kid who ever grew up in Agoura and went to McDonald's and did a birthday party or two in that famous barn, which in turn means every child born in Agoura from say 1969-1979, remembers our badass Mickey D's barn.  Sure, some other snootier suburbs could boast of McD's with play yards replete with Chuck E. Cheese-caliber ballpits, but dude.  Come on.  We had a FRICKIN' barn with saddle seats you could chill on while downing a burger-sans-processed-cubed-onions, some fries, and an Orange drink.

But the real meat (har, har) of my post is this: at breakfast time, one could find when surveying the counter where the cash registers rang patriotically and the cash-for-cow-consumption transactions occurred, well one could find this sort of quaint glass cake dish.  And under that magical glass cover, one could for the right price purchase an amazingly satisfying and chocolate-chip resplendent pastry.  I loved this treat.  More than the McCookies or the Apple Pie or a third helping of fries.  The chocolate chip danish was it.

And for years I've tried in vain to recapture the taste of said pastry.  For as could be concluded, McDonald's ditched these morning pastries many moons ago because they probably weren't big sellers.  I mean probably the only takers were like me and the blue-hairs who liked to show up at 5:30 am when the robotically, frighteningly cheerful first shift manager tossed open the doors and the smell of cleaning supplies still hung heavy and the blue hairs simply wanted some quiet solace, a chocolate chip breakfast danish, and cheap hot coffee.

Well, Bubba, guess what.  I've found what amounts to the same level of delight.  The chocolate chip twists at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf taste just like those pastries from my youth.  Sure, the mark-up might be calculated at roughly 765% (C.B. charges nearly 3 sheckles; Mickey D's of yore charged something in the 'hood of 65 cents).  Well worth it, though.  If you've craved and sought and drooled Hooch-like over dessert-masked-as-breakfast-yet-coyly-still-called-"danish" as I did for all those years, look no further.  Ross and Roll is hooking you up...