When we walked in the first time, we’d been on a journey to find donuts, but Hren’s nest was closed, Yelp directed us here.
There’s no way, in a million years, that you would find this little store if it weren’t for the reviews or a quick trip to get pizza. The tiny store in the strip plaza is barely noticeable when you’re looking for it!
But take the time to stop in, just the same.
We didn’t find the donuts we were looking for. What we DID find was a mom-and-pop bakery cleverly disguised by a meticulously clean building, incredibly friendly and professional service, reasonable prices and oh-so-delicious savory AND sweet treats.
Not quite knowing where to start, we asked the girl behind the counter what her favorite (phyllo) pie was. Her response was shocking and brilliant:
“Oh? You’ve never been here before? Here, TASTE ALL THE THINGS.”
She then proceeded to cut up each one of the pies for us to taste. We ended up buying one of each and some baklava for a grand total of $13
Meat: Tastes very similar to a sophisticated Sloppy Joe.
Spinach: A perfectly delicious spanakopita.
Custard: Wow! I have never had something like this so I have no basis of comparison, but it was basically a warm custard in phyllo dough sprinkled with powdered sugar.
As to be expected. Sticky, dense, way too sweet for my tastes, unfortunately, but not in any way a failure on the treats part, but rather my own palate. It was perfectly executed, although served with a plastic knife and fork seems a bit absurd.
We were stuffed. Beyond stuffed, really. I thought I as going to die. No, really.
… we went back the very next morning, promptly at 7am when they open. We’re masochists.