No signage and queues out the door – that's the only way to tell you're at the local Italian bakery, Cassaniti. Oh, and the smell. Pick up a freshly baked pane di casa (house loaf) or some rosetta rolls, and if there’s a cherry pie on the counter, grab one for later. But a final word of warning: there's something of Seinfeld's Soup Nazi in the nervous shuffle of the customers and the brusque nature of the staff, so be prepared.
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