Bexley Bakery

There is something warm and fuzzy about having a young, smiling lady serve me cake. Maybe it’s weird, but it makes me happy. This is probably because every man wants a woman who will feed him like his momma used to. At The Bakery in Old Bexley that is exactly what I got. It was 4 o’clock when I arrived and I was unsure they would have any food left. Indeed they had sold most of their goods, yet it was easy to see that this place had quality baked goods served in clean stylish establishment.
I went for a sausage roll that they heated for me, and a sweet mince slice. Both of them were lovely and the sausage roll especially scored big points for not being greasy.
In the little village environment The Bakery belongs, I am sure they are a big hit with the locals.