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Talking of bread (see Barbarella, below), it’s sigh time for one of the little jewels of downtown: Bread on Market, at 730 Market.
I know. I’m the last to know, ’cause this happened a couple of months ago -- at least that’s what the moving men told me yesterday -- but BOM is gone. Closed.
Two things I loved were their olive bread and croissants. Oh man. Nothing like sitting outside on a sunny morning with the coffee-croissant combo, and a whole day ahead of you.
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This little bread bakery and sandwich place was Susanna Starcevic’s dream. She moved back from NYC to do this, in 2003.
Well, guess eight years ain’t a bad run, though it makes you wonder: is the artisan movement topping out? Same time Susanna’s place is going, Subway’s announced as the biggest fast food chain in the world. We’re happy to chomp on collapsible mass-produced pseudo bread because, yes, it’s cheap.
But Susanna’s was an honorable strike for what bread should be: individual, crunchy, one person’s honest attempt to combine living things like yeast, water, flour.
All I ask is please don’t let’s have another Subway move in to BOM’s space, 'cause it was, well, da Bom.
Talking of bread (see Barbarella, below), it’s sigh time for one of the little jewels of downtown: Bread on Market, at 730 Market.
I know. I’m the last to know, ’cause this happened a couple of months ago -- at least that’s what the moving men told me yesterday -- but BOM is gone. Closed.
Two things I loved were their olive bread and croissants. Oh man. Nothing like sitting outside on a sunny morning with the coffee-croissant combo, and a whole day ahead of you.
Last orders
This little bread bakery and sandwich place was Susanna Starcevic’s dream. She moved back from NYC to do this, in 2003.
Well, guess eight years ain’t a bad run, though it makes you wonder: is the artisan movement topping out? Same time Susanna’s place is going, Subway’s announced as the biggest fast food chain in the world. We’re happy to chomp on collapsible mass-produced pseudo bread because, yes, it’s cheap.
But Susanna’s was an honorable strike for what bread should be: individual, crunchy, one person’s honest attempt to combine living things like yeast, water, flour.
All I ask is please don’t let’s have another Subway move in to BOM’s space, 'cause it was, well, da Bom.