I've been lugging loafs in the car so it was about time I did a bread run on my bike.  It's a trip from the north side of the Phoenix Mountains to Roosevelt Row, (15 miles one way) particularity to Tammie Coe Cakes which shares space with MJ Bread, where they make some good bread. 

Here is the thing: I really love good bread. Until there were some choices in Phoenix I was ordering bread -occasionally- from San Francisco and New York: crazy I know, but good, really good, divine bread was worth it. 

In fact, If it were possible I would order bread from a bakery located just a few houses down from my cousins older home in Mikolow, Poland where a morning walk resulted in a huge 2 kilo warm loaf of crusty bread and what may be the closest thing to unhindered pure ecstasy besides... 

Not so many years ago, I used to visit my family in Poland where we often rode a bike or walked to the local general store in the countryside where my grandmother lives.  My other cousin, Krzysiek and I would get a loaf of bread or two come home and devour the loafs within a few minutes with some butter: these were 2 inch slices or torn off pieces plastered stiff with local butter: Krzysiek would sometimes eat it along with fresh milk from the cow from the neighbor who still had cows: fresh unpasteurized warm, foamy milk: too much for me, but for Krzysiek it was the other half of heaven. 

Good bread=good life.

Getting back to the ride.  I usually ride through the Dreamy Draw park to the Arizona Canal then I kept going south along the well weathered side walks of Central Phoenix. 

A ride through central Phoenix is quite an exhilarating adventure especially down Central Ave where the side walks are wide but littered with obstacles: lamp poles, fire hydrants, buildings, bushes, holes, and at one point 2 inches of metal, the remains of a sign, which if hit would have been the end of a very expensive bike wheel and possibly some dental work. 

Exhilarating 15 miles and hour and simply mad at 25 miles per hour especially with moving objects the ride builds up an appetite and pumps up the adrenalin.  It was fun enough that I completely missed Roosevelt Rd. by almost a half mile. 

With the bread in hand: the toasted walnut, sourdough bread loaf and herb loaf fit barely in the back-pack (in photo). 

This was a very good ride and the the reward even better.  If you enjoy good bread take a ride: bike or car, to Tammie Coe on Roosevelt or even Le Grande Orange in Arcadia which has the bread as well.

Tammie Coe Cakes and MJ Bread 610 east Roosevelt, #145, phoenix, AZ 85004