It was about this time of year when I visited Mike’s Pastry in the North End of Boston for the very first time. It was a few years ago and I was new to the city, but had already heard plenty of happy lore about the piles of pasta and bastions of almond-flavored treats lining the patios and shop windows of Hanover Street.
I had to wait in line a very long time before securing my giant cannoli, but it was completely worth it. I suppose I’ve had maybe a dozen cannolis in my life (and all of them brilliant, by the way), but this was a true gem of a cannoli. Very different from the grocery store treats my sweet-toothed grandmother used to sometimes buy for us to eat on the way home from an afternoon spent shopping. It was a cannoli certainly worth waiting in line for.
I’m a long way away from Hanover Street now, but still — the heart wants what the heart wants. So when Troy and I threw a cheese-themed dinner party this summer, I knew that a shareable version of this ricotta-rich treat was in order. Bon appetit!