Casa Del Pane

Love their bread, mini loafs and rolls, their pizza dough is some of the best around, too.

Really disappointing. Bread nothing special and overly sweet pastries. The best thing is the Lobster Tail filled with sweet cheese. Everything thing else you can find somewhere else and probably a lot better.

Walking in immediately I could tell they love their bread and pasta. Oh there’s plenty and I mean plenty of sweets too; two cases full.
Not being from the area there were a few things I had not seen before but it all looks so yummy.
The young lady behind the counter was the bakers daughter so with her suggestions we grabbed a lobster tail and a stuffed bread. The sweet cream filled flaky pastry was delightful. The great treat was the pepperoni stuffed bread.
Get the stuffed bread– thru it in the oven to warm and toast. It was STUFFED with pepperoni!

Such so good things. The Lobster Claws are to die for!!! The pizza breads are the best to have on hand in the house for grab and go.

Oh my. What has happened here?
After moving to California, the one thing I missed the most about Syracuse was Casa Del Pane’s half moon cookies. So this year for Christmas, I went back to Syracuse and made sure I stopped by to pick up some goodies.
Again I ask: what has happened here?
The service was really lacking here. One, it was near Christmas. Cheer the hell up. Two, you work in a bakery, not a mortuary. You could try smiling, or even being HAPPY. Maybe? I felt incredibly rushed, and unwelcome during my visit (and I was the only customer in the store.)
Oh well. I brushed it off, paid for my cookies, and headed to my car. As I picked one up to take a bite, I noticed that it felt. hard. A lot harder than I remembered. So I take a bite. and almost spit it back out. Were these made last year? What happened to the fluffy, buttery, cakey texture with the smooth, soft, sweet frosting?
I was so disappointed. Crushed. Down right sad. I didn’t finish my cookie… a few days later, I got back on a plane headed back to California. Looks like my sweet dreams of Syracuse are a thing of the past.