"Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love."
My husband has loves the Big Sur Bakery. Don't get me wrong, I like it. A lot.
But he really, really loves the pastries. Being the savory gal that I am, I could live without the pastries, but I utterly adore the coffee. It's as the Turkish proverb says it should be....
The home of the Bakery was built in 1936 by Frank Post’s daughter Alice and her husband Steve. Over the years, the building has continuously been used as a place to restore weary hungry travellers and it continues to keep the tradition alive today.
When we headed down the coast to go to the INDYpendence Day Lunch at the Henry Miller Library, we ducked in for some of said coffee and a strudel ahead of time.
The line was out the door and we decided to share a slice of the apricot. Unfortunately, the gal in front of us took the last slice, so we settled on the plum strudel. It was buttery, yeasty, and decadent. And the plum was simultaneously sweet and tart. Perfect!
We have only ever been there for pastries and coffee, but they have a full menu for brunch and lunch. We'll check it out one of these days.
Do you have a favorite bakery wherever you live? What endears it to you? Comment below or email me at constantmotioncamilla [at] gmail [dot] com.