Sara Jane’s Bakery in Northeast Minneapolis = Donuts and Limpa Bread!

Overheard in passing in the hall at a Northeast school from one male teacher to another.

“Those were really good donuts you brought today.”

“ Sarah Jane’s Bakery at 29^th and Johnston.”

Limpa bread and donuts from Sarah Jane’s Bakery in Minneapolis Minnesota

It was quittin’ time when I was suddenly possessed with the image of a bakery I had not tried and donuts, I headed to my car and did the old think, “Should I or shouldn’t I?”  Not to argue with myself, I turned the car toward Johnston and hung a right turn.  In a matter of minutes, I was squinting from the glorious sun that made an appearance. Feeling very up, I immediately found a parking space only steps away from Sara Jane’s Bakery.  It is nestled into a row of shops.  The yellow and black letter sign looks “vintage”.  When I walked in I was immediately greeted by a very friendly young woman, who, as it turned out, is also a cake decorator.  I was bee-lining for the donuts.  All else was a blur.

How can I help you? I looked at the friendly counter person and said, “I just heard that Sara Jane’s has really good donuts.”  I think I had a slightly crazed look in my eyes because she reached into the case and gave me a sample of a donut hole, covered in some crazy crispy cinnominy concoction that I bit into unhesitatingly, called cake crunch . “That’s good.”

It’s a weakness; donuts for me are real “oh I know this is bad for me food, but who the heck cares?” (Me and Homer Simpson)

I chose a cake donut with coconut and an apple fritter to see if it’s as good as a Dutch Appelflappen.  The temptation stopped there.  I turned toward the register and looked at the breads. There was a pumpernickel label. “Oh, you make pumpernickel.” (Duh, oh queen of the obvious.)  Sitting right next to it was the gold.  A Sign – Limpa, with one loaf sitting there. “You make Limpa,” I slightly gasped. “Nobody makes Limpa.  I have made it and it’s really hard to make.”

“We’re kind of a more old style bakery.” She smiled.

“How much is the Limpa?”  I asked knowing I’d buy it even if it was a ridiculous price.  She handed me the bread.  I lifted it up and smelled those divine smells of my youth.  (Ah, nostalgia)  I paid for my treats and we exchanged blog addresses.

Such a great bakery!  It’s open weekdays from 5:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m.  Saturday 5:00 a.m. to 3:00p.m. If you are a member of the insomniac squad…and the thought of a donut gets you going, I recommend Sarah Jane’s Bakery.

The Limpa bread melted in my mouth. No butter needed.

http://sarahjanesbakery.com/

Now to check out Brianna’s Baking blog.

Ah, the snow has arrived no wonder I am accumulating carbs!