After having lunch at “Momofuku’s Noodle Bar”, I stayed in my seat for dessert. Located in the same building, is their together, but separate “Momofuku Milk Bar”.
I was as excited about their dessert as I was with their ramen. The well known “Milk Bar” is under the same umbrella, and it too had its own cookbook. They served the “Milk Bar” soft serve ice cream for dessert and had a shop of sorts on the second floor. I would shop their cookies and cakes like a kid in a candy store, then take my cup of soft serve to go.
Located on the second floor is their store, marked by their trademark neon pink “Milk” sign in script. It is the only thing on this floor, aside from the additional, unsat stools from the noodle bar and its washrooms. From this height you get a great view of the space below, but it was not practical for the servers to deliver great customer service having to trek up and down the stairs to get to you.
The “Milk Bar” is a self serve shopping experience with a chalkboard tutorial. The colourful chalk listing directs you on how to proceed, and what they have available. The shop room is a refrigerated glass box with several shelves. On each: a flavour of cookie, cake, truffle, or baking mix. The labels on the packages were pretty clear, but in case, it was also written on little chalkboard sign markers. I got one of each kind of ready to eat treat, focusing on the most popular or what I left was more unique.
I picked up the “corn cookie”. It used corn bread and as a result promised a buttery colour and texture. They also had a “blueberry and cream” sugar cookie with dried blueberries and milk crumb. A vegan and wheat free maple, coconut, and pecan cookie. A “compost cookie that had pretzels, potato chips, coffee, oats, butterscotch, and chocolate chips. And their newest was a double chocolate cookie with chocolate in chocolate. It was a cakey cookie that definitely reminded me of corn bread. The more you eat it, the more you taste the cornmeal in it. I almost made out the distinct flavour of coconut as well. It was a light and buttery cookie as promised, with a great chewy texture.
For their truffles they had pink strawberry and lemon and a chocolate malt cake. I got their most popular: the “birthday truffle” with rainbow sprinkles. So popular that they also sold this in a box of twelve. Rainbow cake, white chocolate, and rainbow sprinkles. Like a cake pop in texture, but without the stick. Doughy, crumbly, and almost raw. Sweet and doughy with the crunch of sprinkles.
And with its name alone, the “crack pie” could not be missed. A pie of toasted oats with a gooey butter filling. It was similarly to a butter tart in creamy centre and melt in your mouth filing, on top of a crunchy base. I found it a little oily and a lot too sweet for my taste, but wonderful in small bites.
All the above went it to my bag and I left with one of their soft serve twist cups to go. The soft serve is dispensed from a machine on the ground level, right by the door. You have your choice of “cereal milk”, “fruit soft”, or both as a twist.
I went with the twist to be able to try both, to I added cornflake for an extra cost and an extra crunch. I didn’t find either flavour all that different from one another. A little tangy and not that sweet. The crunchy homemade corn flakes almost seemed to be sweeter. This was a great end to a rich meal like ramen. I could see them being busier during summer and would have liked to have the ship more accessible on the first floor for a pop in, take out and go process.
Would I come back? – Yes.
Would I line up for it? – Yes.
Would I recommend it? – Yes.
Would I suggest this to someone visiting from out of town? – Yes.
It is trendy for a reason, I can definitely see myself return again during my next trip out. For novelty and because both Momofuku Noodle and Milk Bar deliver on taste for price asked. Plus, it is one thing to have read and admire the cookbooks. It is another to experience and taste the cuisine as it was intended, for yourself. Another one checked off the foodie bucket list. Don’t deny your cravings.