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West Pole Bakery Café (Occidental) and Wild Flour Bakery (Freestone)


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West Pole Bakery Café (Occidental) and Wild Flour Bakery (Freestone)

Melanie Wong | Jul 22, 2003 04:25 AM

Friday morning I headed toward Freestone’s Wild Flour bakery. When I spotted the “Organic breads” signs along the way, I came to a screeching halt to check out the “new” place in Occidental.

West Pole Bakery Café opened a little over a year ago with wood-burning ovens and a menu that changes weekly. The name plays off its location in Occidental and the west county. At lunch time, soup, salad, panini, a range of pizzas, and a piadina (described as Italian-style tacos) of the day are offered. Organic products from Taylor Maid are featured.

I went with the most basic woodfired pizza, Bernie, $10.95, a no-sauce creation. The crust was about 1/4” thick, not truly thin, but it had very good flavor (as one would expect from a bread baker) and a nice chewiness with a crisp rim. No soggy middle here. The topping was whole milk mozzerella, big chunks of fresh red ripe tomatoes, basil chiffonade, and parmesan. When it was presented on a paper-topped wood board, my server asked if I wanted hot sauce or anything to jazz it up which initially took me aback. But after tasting it, I understood why. While the ingredients were high quality and freshness personified, the combination lacked punch. So, I called my waiter over to ask for a cruet of olive oil. A drizzle of EVOO, some salt and pepper, and the whole thing sprang to life with deliciousness. With the day’s drink special, strawberry lemonade, this was a nice lunch (with half a 12” pizza leftover).

This isn’t a place to go out of your way for. It’s a warm and friendly spot for the locals to congregate and grab a bite to eat. Open for breakfast, lunch and dinner – check for days and opening hours.

West Pole Bakery Café
3782 Bohemian Hwy.

Next stop was Wild Flour Bakery a little down the road to pick up some bread for the trip home to see my parents. The next batch of Sticky Buns was draped over the cool marble counter. Watching the two bakers work the mass, sifting the brown sugar between their fingers, and massaging in the sweet butter with so much tender loving care, I had a renewed appreciation for their artistry expressed in the media of bread.

Wild Flour Bakery
140 Bohemian Hwy


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