Despite the fact that they're always out of the things I love (I'm looking at you, mini guava pastries and chocolate croissants), I keep coming back. They make the neighborhood smell like baking bread, which is just mean on Sundays when their store is closed. Their specialty breads are delish. The cream cheese Danish and almond croissants are cravable, and there's always something new I want to try. Get your elbows up- the oldsters around here will fight you for the last raisin rye loaf, or trick you into believing you messed up some fake system so that you feel obligated to give them your goods, and then they'll cut in line.