Darkly just baked loaves of perfection at this old school Brooklyn bakery that sells to many fine food shops around the city. As I stood in wonder at the beauty of these loaves, I was a little faint. I have not been to this epitome of Italian bakery perfection in years and was relishing the moment. I bought a smaller baguette still warm, just out of the oven and sprinkled with flour for $1. Broke off a piece and remembered this flavor as the same as the last time I was here years earlier. Delish.