My girlfriend and I were visiting Astoria and were walking around when a table filled with delicious looking baked goods caught our attention. As we walked up, we noticed none of the baked goods had any labels on them, but that certainly didn’t deter our salivary glands from preparing our mouths as we looked over the wonderfully prepared breads and other bakes that were showcased. One loaf in particular caught my girlfriend’s eye. We didn’t know what kind it was, as there were no labels, but we could see it was a darker brown with oats on the crust.
After waiting several minutes for someone to greet us, she inquired about buying the “oat bread” to which the person, who I can only assume was the proprietor, retorted “You mean the oat wheat?” He said it in such a sardonic manner that we could feel nothing short of shame for our grave error. How absolutely silly of us to not specifically ask for the “oat wheat” instead of just the “oat.” I mean, clearly the bread was browned, wasn’t it?
After recovering from our shame, my girlfriend bravely asked if we could also have the doughnut hole looking things as well as the “oat wheat loaf.” One can only imagine and sympathize with the proprietor’s complete exasperation with our naivety. How can anyone blame him for putting his hands on his hips and looking down his nose at us as he corrected my girlfriend with “You mean the beignets?”
Imagine our embarrassment.
Clearly, we were severely lacking in our knowledge of French bakery items. How in the world could we not have known by looking at the powdery dough in the shape of a ball (much how a doughnut hole looks) that it was,in fact, a beignet and not the completely different and much more simple “doughnut hole.”
To this day I’m still not sure how we continued to walk around Astoria with our newly acquired goods without hiding our faces. Thank the lord, the proprietor is there to make all of his customers, who are paying him with their hard earned money, feel as small and idiotic as possible while ordering from his supreme bakery. What a true legend and master he is.
All of that aside, their baked goods are absolutely amazing and we enjoyed our doughnut holes and our oat wheat loaf profusely while laughing about the proprietor. If anything, the experience has given us a very nice inside joke that we can continue to share through our years together. Thank you 360...
Read moreI've never personally been in this business but I thought I'd call and ask if they can make a cake on the same day for my mothers bday as I live in California. The guy who answered was super nice. I asked for a 6 inch chiffon, fresh strawberries and whipped cream icing. Moms favorite. Its was 1230 and he said they could have it freshly made by 330. AWESOME. Props to the baker and decorator. Now my brother sends me a photo of the cake when he picks it up and I'm super disappointed by the writing and decorations. I asked for them to write, "Happy 53rd, Mom!" And its backwards and has these plastic flowers on it....idk if it's because I'm a pastry chef so I have higher standards for customers but I mean, come on. Mom said the cake was dry. Thanks for the short notice but I wont be going...
Read moreI am a fan of this little bakery in downtown Astoria Oregon.
It's a cozy and welcoming spot with truly world class baked goods. Quite frankly, I have never tasted anything that wasn't utterly delicious but I do have my favorites.
The caramel nut rolls are chock a block full of Oregon hazel nuts and warm and gooey and perfect.
Although the baker, Taz Davis, has his own standard menu items such as butter croissants, cookies of all sorts, danishes with bacon and eggs and feta and spinach, you can order almost anything. For a special birthday, we ordered a coconut cream pie. It was a dream of a pie, light and creamy with perfectly toasted coconut. Soups and sandwiches are also available at lunch time. The soup changes daily and is...
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