I am a firm believer that when you you go to a restaurant, you're not just buying food, you're not just buying service, you're renting a little piece of atmosphere.
Hat's off to you, Bakehouse. You get that. Your weird obsession with globes and maps, your old-school breakfast diner coffee stop flair, your unpretentious everything. You're might be called frumpy, but you have a really striking personality. Your food is totally solid and honest, and it fits with the atmosphere like a puzzle piece.
And the bar? I could have a perfect evening just sitting at that bar. We could talk about maps.
- Uncle D.
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