The walk to Panaderia Rosetta demonstrates the beauty of the old neighborhood it calls home. This small bakery, just a step down from the street, with low ceilings, is a warm and exciting place to have a croissant and espresso.
I thought they made a mean americano, and the cream filled donut was the perfect amount of sugar for my blood. It was almost enough to make me forget that they forgot to put our croissants in the bag. Hey wait a minute, where’s my croissants?