One brisk Saturday afternoon in June, we decide to try the esteemed Bourke Street Bakery in one of it newer, humbler locations.
The quiet side-street in Marrickville is flooded with wintery sunlight. We perch ourselves on a pair of rustic, wooden benches under an ice-blue canopy of cloudless sky, and um-and-ah over the mouth-watering menu, finally ordering ourselves a couple of soy latte’s, a pork and fennel sausage roll, and a ginger brulee tart.
YUM.
