Time to move to Dundee
Our first full day in Omaha we walked up to Dundee, a mile away from where my brother and his family live. When you move to Omaha you should also try to be walking distance from Dundee. According to a short pieceI found on-line, Dundee was an early Omaha suburb, built at the end of a streetcar line. It’s a cozy and cool little community.
We headed first for some free bread at the Great Harvest Bread Co. School kids stop here on their way home for a slice of their choice with some butter and honey. Our goal was their Cheddar Garlic Loaf (a whole loaf mind you) plus the snack size slice.
The choices that morning were the Red, White and Blue Berry Bread (thick white loaf with dried cranberry and blueberry, a whole wheat cinnamon raisin and gluten-free version and fresh white bread.
That is my brother ready to load on the butter. It’s a genetic trait in the family. Butter-love.
We had walked by a place called Beer and Loathing earlier and I asked what it was…
Dave replied, “it’s a meat market” and I said, “oh, charcuterie!” to which he said, “no, college kids.” Yes, I’m an idiot.
You can easily get distracted by places like the eCreamery–
With Ice Cream Flavour names like Scoops of Thanks and Anti-Aging Cream.
Then you can saunter down to get some affordable designer jeans at Scout where they buy, sell and trade modern and vintage clothes. Great selection.
In the background you can see the sign for PITCH pizzeria. Check out their amazing menu
And if you’re into Scotch you will want to head to the Dundee Dell.
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If you click on no other link–check out the Scotch menu….
And finally, if you really like bread as we do, you’ll want to bookend your excursion with a stop for a French baguette, croissants, pain au chocolat or sour dough at The Bread Oven.
Oh, or some French style butter. Less moisture, more butterfat.
And I have nowhere better to take you than this butter. Other than a walk home on a sunny day. With a rather full dough belly.
And this quote from The Bread Oven blog:
“The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water,
is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight.”
–M.F.K. Fisher–
