Wattle Park Bakery sits at the far end of Kensington road, just as the altitude starts to slowly increase as you move into the foothills surrounding Adelaide. A charming neighbourhood of leafy avenues, beautiful reserves and picturesque Australian homes bring to mind images of neighbourhood barbecues, children playing street soccer in the summer evenings and dog walkers politely nodding to their neighbours.
Just before the main road ceased, on the right, was a small plaza with the same font announcing shops, bakeries, I think a post office and whatever else useful plaza might have. The small bakery, unusually quiet for a lunch time rush, had a small selection of donuts available. Opting for the sprinkled one, in keeping with the rest of the blogs, it struck me – how does such a small bakery conjure up so many different fresh goods?
Now, this might seem a touch silly that after 9 months of blogging this has only just occurred to me. With some American naivety I thought that every day a poor baker in the back slaved away frying donuts for the sweet cravings of patrons. But on this day I realised not all bakeries must cook their donuts fresh! How many donuts have I reviewed thus far that have potentially come from other bakeries? From here on out it’s a question I shall ask, for I only feel it’s right that the heroes of this blog should be the hands that crafted.
So let the record show, the donuts from Wattle Bakery are from Rheinland Bakery and we appreciate the service they do for our city.