Loyal patrons swarm their favorite bakers like locusts far in advance with huge holiday bread orders.
As I walked among the huge, sour-bread-smelling fermenting tanks, and poked my head among the rows of aging barrels in the rackhouse, and watched hundreds of squat glass bottles get filled on an assembly line, I was Ian Beam, descended from the seven generations of Beams who have had a hand in the family business.
Goulash served in a huge, hollowed-out bread roll, pigs' knuckles with potato dumplings and sauerkraut, or fresh flat bread lathered in garlic sauce, sour cream and grated cheese is precisely the sort of heartening fare that is required for nippy alfresco shopping.
The continental — a huge spread of bread, pastries, fruit, yogurt, granola, cheese, cold cuts, coffee and juice — was delicious, and would have been enough for two.
Ungluing his eyelids, the painter saw next to him a jar of hot coffee and a brown bag full of fried potatoes, a hot dog, a plastic fork, and a huge slice of bread.
On the side, a dish of butternut squash with spinach, in which the bitter and sweet elements went well together; and a "Bad Boy," a huge thin nan bread folding off the edge of its oversize plate.
On the night of our visit, du jour meant curried chicken, A huge round of bread, bowl-shaped, with the top cut off and used as a cover, was scooped out and filled with a bland, characterless version of curried chicken.
Given huge portions of bread and potatoes, both legs of the chicken, puddings made of jam and suet served with lashings of custard and double cream, and then, if our mothers still weren't satisfied with how much we'd eaten, both breasts of a second chicken.
Nearby, a huge gob of dough for Irish soda bread sat on a table ready to be shaped by hand.
The Green Feast's breads were a huge hit thanks to Jonnie LoFranco of Bread Artisan Bakery in Santa Ana, a wholesale bakery that supplies bread to restaurants in Orange County and Los Angeles.
