Cannelle and Iced Coffee

A favorite Portland moment from my recent vacation: a warm Thursday afternoon, the communal table at Ken's Artisan Bakery, the New Yorker's Twenty under Forty, an iced coffee, and a cannelle.

I really wanted to eat two -- or more!-- but this was my first stop after the airport. In anticipation of many more great meals and never empty wine glasses over the next few days, I abstained. And really, one was enough. More would have just been.... More. 

Remember last summer when I made cannelle? All of a sudden I've found myself with lots of free time. Should I do it again?