Ahh, nostalgia, isn't it great? There are few places in town where I can walk into and immediately I am back to when I was a little child. One of these places is the Dutch Bakery. I always say I was brought up there as it holds so many memories. The business started the same year I was born, so you see we have a special connection. It was always our go to spot on Saturdays for lunch.
My Mom and I would get dressed up (yes, you dressed up to go to town) early Saturday morning and do our weekly shopping. The butcher, the baker, the green grocer, all of these businesses were on Fort Street.
We would then stop for lunch.
My sister worked at Murchie's Tea and Coffee.
She would meet us for lunch.
It was always the Dutch Bakery.
Hamburger for her.
Ham sandwich for me.
No, lemon pie, the best in the city.
My husband and I dropped into the Dutch Bakery the other day, to pick up his favourite, a flying saucer cookie.
there it was
that feeling of being a child again.
Today we will take our sweet little granddaughter and introduce her to the Dutch Bakery.
Thank you for still being there and as always declicious!