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"This Temple Meads converted railway arch bakery is home to swirling pain au raisins that could double as UFOs, a steady supply of dog treats for all Good Boys present, and presumably, some form of witchcraft that makes a vegan croissant taste like it’s got hot and heavy with a butter factory. If you eat any of the pastries from this teeny, tiny bakery and claim you can tell they’re plant-based, you’re either a liar or have shares in Kerrygold. All of the baked goods lean huge and wholesome, particularly the loaves of signature three-day sourdough that look like they’re at a casting call for ‘Austenian loaf’ in a BBC period drama. Although there isn’t any seating inside, there are a few sheltered tables out front." - Heidi Lauth Beasley