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| - A friend of mine spoke very fondly of Chez Fred, so I decided to stop by the bakery while I was in the area a couple of days ago. The first thing I noticed when I landed at Chez Fred was the size of the breads; they were so tiny compared to what I'm used to that I found myself looking around for bigger ones for an instant, realizing quickly enough that this was all they offered. I decided I'd go ahead and order their biggest, Le Bûcheron, and give it a try.
Taste-wise, the sourdough bread is better than most commercial breads, yet it did not sweep me off my feet. Its hard crust only became harder as the hours passed, so much so that 48 hours after purchasing the bread, it had become difficult to chew and I had to resign myself to dipping it in soup in order to finish it before it reached its final form: A fossil! I also suspect that by the time the bread would have reached the third day, I might have been able to recycle it into a soccer ball.
In all seriousness, I find it difficult to justify buying again a bread which I must devour completely within 48 hours or less; for a family of 4 or 5 it makes total sense, however for a couple or a person living alone it is less sensible. And while purchasing a smaller bread might solve part of the issue, its quicker consumption resulting in the avoidance of its fast hardening process, it would leave me bread-less after a couple of days only, and therefor obliged to seek new bread several times weekly.
Chez Fred's bread tastes fine, but it comes with an issue which for me is unsustainable; so I will continue buying my bread at Première Moisson!
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