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Delicious cure-all bakery in Davis


My past two weeks have been chock-full of new experiences. I survived (or rather, witnessed from the safety and warmth of my bed) my first hurricane, felt fully immersed in election fervor for the first time, and filled out my first voting ballot. As if worrying about my family’s well being during Sandy and, on a lighter note, receiving an “I VOTED” sticker weren’t excitement enough, I also caught my first debilitating virus!

Not only did the sickness render me a feverish, dizzy, phlem-ridden mess, but it also deprived me of one of my most valued possessions: my appetite. As such, I have kept to a strict regiment of tea and bread. But even Dewick’s homemade honey wheat gets old after a week. Keeping with my diet, I ventured to When Pigs Fly, a bread bakery in Davis Square, in search of some variety.

And man did I find what I was looking for. From the outside, When Pigs Fly seems like a hole-in-the-wall joint, consisting only of a few shelves and a small counter. I was peering through the window dubiously when a patron exited the shop, and I was hit with what I can only describe as the smell of goodness (strong enough to penetrate my clogged sinuses, a feat in its own right), which more than convinced me to go in. Upon entering, I found that the store was brightly lit, quaint, and inviting.

Simple metal racks were filled with a wide variety of breads. There were, of course, the obligatory whole wheat, cinnamon raisin, pumpernickel, rye, and sourdough. However, these classics were interspersed among a number of more unusual loaves. The shelves contained the sweet (chocolate, whole wheat honey nut with apricots and dates, maple walnut banana), the savory (olive, lemon rosemary, potato with roasted garlic and onion), and everything in between. In fact, the only thing that each loaf had in common with its neighbor was its size—they were all ENORMOUS.

I asked the lady behind the counter if she sold halves. They don’t. (Go big or go home!) We got to talking, and she explained that the bread is all-natural and contains quality ingredients. It is made in Maine, but she assured me that it is baked, delivered, and sold all in the same day. Buyers can watch as a machine behind the counter slices their loaves, a testament to the bread’s freshness. In addition, the store always has at least one seasonal loaf (it was pumpkin orange when I visited). Best of all, she invited me to try the samples she had neatly displayed on a wooden cutting board, and I unashamedly tried one of each. The sweet breads had sugary, crunchy crusts and moist interiors, whereas the savory breads were drier but equally as flavorful.

While enjoying my samples, I perused the store’s other goodies: charming jams, olive oils, mugs, and shirts lined one wall. A row of dense cookies and other baked goods also deserves to be mentioned. Feeling better than I had all week, I thanked the lady and compelled myself to leave so as to avoid maxing out my debit card. She bid me farewell and urged me to come back anytime for a sample, an offer she may regret.

378 Highland, Avenue
Somerville, MA 02144
Neighborhoods: Davis Square
(617) 776-0021

-Alison Sikowitz

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