It’s Friday, time to carbo up for a weekend of human powered vert. My destiny with pastries this year seems to be one of basics — kind of “Lou’s pastry land revisited” or something to that effect. Perhaps that’s because I didn’t explore any Viennese coffee houses in Austria. But hey, why worry? After you’ve hit some good vertical there is nothing like pounding down major sucrose in varous forms. Thus, who’s first to name those below (as seen in an Austrian gasthaus, slice to right should be an easy call, both are torts of course)?