I’ll be honest, my relationship with carbs is bordering on a full-blown obsession, but walking up to this Eastpointe gem, I realized I’m at least in good company. The loaves here are like local gold, traded between neighbors and snatched up so fast they’re usually gone by the afternoon.
When I finally got my hands on one, I did that weird thing where you tap the crust just to hear it “sing”, and let me tell you, it’s a masterpiece.
The crumb is that perfect, chewy texture that keeps a sandwich honest, but honestly? I usually end up tearing half the loaf apart in the car before I even get home. Michigan’s legendary bakery invites you to indulge in the finest traditional Italian bread and authentic pastries, a must-visit for any true carb-lover…