Trying to locate this place in the maze that is the Venetian Shoppes was a nightmare. There was a looooong line outside it, but there was actually a smaller takeaway counter a few steps away that no one was paying any heed to (?! No idea why). These were good, with not-too-sweet filling, flaky pastry and a subtle burnt sugar flavour. But not as good as those I had in Belem, Lisbon.