Jane's Sweet Buns

The husband and I met up with some friends at Cafe Mogador and had a delicious brunch of poached Moroccan eggs with spicy tomato sauce, eggs benedict, homefries, pita, hot tea and fresh squeezed orange juice. I noticed Jane's Sweet Buns across the street and knew we had to stop in before we left the East Village.

Jane's Sweet Buns has a lot going for it.

1) The name. Need I say more?

2) The cuteness. Whimsical pink benches for you to park your sweet buns while you eat some sweet buns. And don't you love the checkered curtains in the back?

3) Jane(s). Jane Danger not only has an awesome name, but also used to be a bartender. Hence the alcohol-infused pastries. But not only is the mastermind behind Jane's Sweet Buns named Jane, the cashier's name was also Jane, and she was the perfect combination of sweet, enthusiastic and edgy. Very "on brand", as my weird husband likes to say.

4) Sweet buns. I decided to take our rum raisin bun to go, but my perpetually hungry husband insisted on eating the bun immediately. And once we started, we couldn't stop. It was everything you could want in a sweet bun - fresh, soft, sticky and sweet. The bun disappeared before we even got to the subway station.

Next door to Jane's Sweet Buns is something else sweet that's coming soon! Guess we'll have to wait and see what new chocolately goodness awaits.