Timothy C
Google
The Standard Baking Co is outstanding. The exterior of the building is beautiful and the energy inside was vibrant, welcoming, and delicious. Standard had on display more types of pastries, breads and other baked goods than I have ever seen at a bakery. There must have been dozens of offerings and each one looked more incredibly tasty than the one beside it. I’m not good with lots of choices, but I did finally narrow it down to a frangipane tart and a loaf of olive bread. My sister got a morning bun for her partner and a few different loaves of bread.
The frangipane tart was so good that I was glad I was sitting down when I tasted it, for I think my knees would have buckled and I would have fallen down had I been standing. The pears had a delicate, yet firm and juicy consistency; contrasted with the crisp pâte sucrée crust and the rich, nutty frangipane, it created a beautifully balanced treat (which I slowly savored, tiny bite by tiny bite, over the course of of the afternoon). The tart was first-time-in-Paris-eating-a-croissant good, which is to say better than you thought better could be.
The olive bread loaf — which I fully consumed, all by myself, over the following 24 hours — was also absolutely delicious, whether eaten plain, with olive oil, or toasted with butter and topped with a bit of flaky sea salt.
The Standard Baking Company is the standard by which other bakeries will be measured.