I was very strategic with my run recently. I planned it so that I would finish at Breads Bakery just in time for breakfast/brunch. After running the 1.7 miles there, I felt confident I had earned my meal. In fact, I felt confident I had earned three meals because I purchased a leek quiche (seemed breakfast-y), a tuna sandwich, and a bureka (how could I not?! They’re hard to find in NYC!).
Everything was great and nothing was too dense. Like perfect French pastry…except it’s made by an Israeli. I would NEVER normally order a tuna sandwich. I’m scared of them unless I make it myself. This time, however, the cashier recommended it highly and I was in the mood to go wherever the wind took me. I’m glad I listened. The tuna was less of a salad, more just tuna on bread (that’s a good thing in my book) with tomato, sliced hard boiled egg, lettuce, and cucumber. Not only do I now trust their tuna sandwich, I think it’s better than mine.