On my lonely carb craved quest for the best Hoofddorp has to offer in terms of bakeries, I found myself in new land of bread called Bakker Gerad. ‘Twas a grey drizzly day and as I walked up to the almost unrecognizable entrance next to the moat along Hoofdweg, my stomach, tired from the long journey, was ready to invade some yeasty loaves and conquer some sweets on the side! The fair dutch maiden was quite friendly and even corrected my grammar whilst I spoke in her native tongue. I humbly ordered an old cheese bruin bread sandwich, a loaf of muesli-nuts bread, and a speculaas pie. Yes… They have pies for this heathen mash of gingerbread crusted butter/marzipan magic! All other items from the store looked delicious and on par with every other bakery within the Hoofddorp village. And how fare thy bread? OK… The sandwich was rather boring and I almost forgot its existence. The others were good, but like many other bakeries, I can fare the same with their goods. I swear to the bread gods that I will find a five star bakery before my quest is through; however, today… is not that day. Until my next entry — god speed.