Bakerie is magical. It’s everything I have been searching for packed into a parcel with a pretty little bow on top and a tag that says EAT ME. Whenever I am in Manchester’s Northern Quarter, without fail I try to make an excuse to pop in for a cheeky glass of vino and a big ol’ hunk of bread.
It’s the perfect place to snuggle into a sofa with your date/significant other. I’m not a romantic so you will find me on one of the tall benches by the bar.
The staff are so genuinely friendly and the manager Antonio really knows his stuff. He recommended to us a five year old organic Pinot Noir which was absolutely sensational. His enthusiasm is contagious.
It’s amazing how much fun you can have polishing of a bottle of red wine whilst simultaneously dunking freshly baked bread into heavenly pots of homemade pesto and hummus.
Which is just what we did.
Bakerie is just so darn cosy.
From the minute you walk through the door, you relax. Whether you want too or not.
The warm lighting and smell of freshly baked bread is ridiculously enticing. It’s enough to sway the best of the carb-a-phobes.
That is if you have the will power to not stuff your face with freshly baked bread and drown in wine. The Sunday lunch menu looks absolutely scrummy too. What better way to pass a Sunday afternoon in Manchester? It will make Monday that little bit more bearable.
You will find them on Lever Street and you can follow them here. I should mention that they have just won the Manchester Food and Drink Festivals ‘best newcomer’ award. A massive congratulations on that!