March 24, 2012
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An Old Bakery
As we walked around one of the main squares in Salzburg, we noticed a waterwheel tucked away in a corner. How very quaint!
Then, we saw the sign with it. Oooh. The oldest bakery in Salzburg! We’d have to try something from there before we left.
Down the steps we went.
You couldn’t really go inside as there wasn’t much in the room but a table with a few loaves behind it, an older woman selling bread, and a man baking. In front of us was a couple and two children around 5 and 6 years old. I thought they were a family, but the couple bought their bread and left. Then, these two adorable Austrian children in their sweet, high voices asked for a loaf of bread, had it wrapped, paid with their Euro coins, and skipped away. I don’t know why that struck me as wonderful, but it did. How many times did this bakery see little children coming to buy bread for their family?
We got our bread. It had a German name, but the only title I can find is “Braided Yeast Bread with Raisins.”
Wow. That stuff was GOOD! We all stood around, ripping off pieces and shoving them in our mouths. Libby said, “We look like a bunch of starving refugees.” (Don’t they look the part?)
(The only downside was that I am the only person who eats raisins, so our friends Mr. Pigeon and Mr. Trash Can got to have the rejected raisins.
