Houston, we have a problem! A big problem! The donut and danish with my hot tea the last couple mornings have made a nice start to the day, but I’m really starting to miss my Dave’s Killer Bread. Toasty, buttery, amazing slices of Good Seed Dave’s Killer bread haunted me the whole way to work this morning. I’m not sure it’s normal for someone to crave bread this way, but if you’ve ever tried it maybe you’ll understand.
So as soon as I made it in this morning I decided I just needed to look up where it was sold around here. I mean it’s New York City they have to have the world’s best bread somewhere right?! So I happily went to their store locater to see this horrible screen. No Dave’s Bread anywhereeeeee in all of Manhattan!!! Is this an April Fool’s joke? I’m in a state of denial right now and am hoping that someone, somewhere in New York realized its amazingness and is secretly selling it. So come out from hiding! I will pay a fine penny for my little slices of heaven back!