Mortadella & Provolone on a baguette

I’ve been to Baker Bleu a couple of times before and always rate their bread. That slightly charred, almost burnt crust is very much my thing. I just don’t get here often because it’s a bit out of the way, and my current training schedule is not exactly bakery-friendly.

Today I managed to get there around 8-ish, which turned out to be a bit early. Breakfast options were pretty limited compared to lunch, so I went with the mortadella baguette.

Despite the early hour, the place was already packed. And that rotating menu board… not gonna lie, it stressed me out a little. I was trying to read it while it kept switching, with people lining up behind me.

Filling-wise, very simple. Mortadella, provolone, a bit of pickle. Clean flavours, but it leaned a bit one-note for me. Especially after the past few weeks of softer, creamier, more indulgent sandwiches. I kept thinking… give me a little honey, or something sweet to round it out and I’d be very happy.

Still a good sandwich, just not the one I was craving today.

Also accidentally bought a massive Super country loaf on the way out. Seriously, this thing was the size of a baby crocodile. I really should’ve clocked it from the price. Silly me. Now I’m unintentionally carb-loading for the foreseeable future.