First of all let me say this is my favourite bakery in town, with the most amazing customer service, the most delicious wonderful products, and decent prices. I've been here maybe a dozen times now and they have been wonderful to me every single time. There's a lot more personal experience info in this review, but you'll have to read past my silly jokes first, to get to it. (Hugs)
Originally named the Weedperry Bakery, this establishment used to be owned by the long-legged girl who made us swoon in the "California Gurls" video, severed our eardrums in the "Firework" chorus, and dated one of the bravest and coolest men I know. No, silly, I'm not talking about Travis from Gym Class Heroes. I'm talking about a certain West Ham United fan.
What to get: Lemon Bar, Macarons, Cupcake.
So anyway, Weedperry Bakery used to supply the greater WNY community with, yes, you guessed it... Crystal Meth. Not Coke though. Shakira rarely comes to town so there's not a lot of opportunities to transport Colombian Pure to this neck of the proverbial woods. Speaking of neck. Katy Perry has a pretty long one. Don't you think? Neck I mean. I'm not referring to anything else. She's definitely a girl. Not that it would make her any less attractive if she wasn't.
So Weedperry became Katy's flagship Brand. Replacing the other Brand that she had been canoodling with for a few years. Freeing him up to go on to bigger (but not taller) and better (but not better looking) things. Then after Perry switched one Brand for another, there was a horrendous drug bust, and Katy, Travis, Russell, and even their triplet puppies (Jack Russells, of course), were all arrested, and sentenced to lifetime banishment from WNY (Shakespeare Style). Even to this day, they are not allowed to pass Fredonia from the West, Niagara-On-The-Lake from the North, Batavia from the East, or Holland, NY from the South.
This place fell into disrepair, the lettering on "Weedperry" started fading, and before long it looked like "Wheatberry Bakery". When the new owners discovered it, and bought it, and jazzed it up, they went all out to turn it into a real destination bakery... and they did. But they really thought it was "Wheatberry" so the new name stuck like an underinflated ball to a Patriot receiver's gloves. Thankfully (or not, depending on your proclivities), they do not deal drugs here. And thus ends the longest and most pointless intro in the history of my reviews.
Wheatberry Bakery my fave bakery in town, it reminds me of NYC bakeries. It's absolutely fantastic. The prices are cheap, which is supplemented by the fact that the really adorable owners (male and female, very much in love), keep giving away free stuff when they should be selling it. I tried the Macarons, they were absolutely fantastic. Salted Caramel Macaron... one of the best things I ever tasted.
I had a Lemon Bar (or slice, or something), and it was from heaven itself. It was recommended by the owner, Scott (he and his girl own it together, and her mother works there and they are all sooooo nice it hurts, especially Scott), and my goodness he was damn right to recommend it. I crave it every single day since I had it. I tried some other things, and I can't even remember what they were but every single thing was fantastic. One of them was a fig thing with sprinkles on it, that I thought was pretty good, I'd have liked it more without sprinkles, and you can get them without. Fico Di Capo, yo.
And I also got a cupcake... Salted Caramel Cupcake. My god it was amazing. I don't even like cupcakes. It rocked my damn world Mr. Bigglesworth. Srsly.
Please understand, I don't even like bakeries in the USA. They are too sweet and they are usually not amazing in quality. This place is more like the bakeries in France, not in atmosphere or appearance but in quality, for sure. And friendlier, too, haha. The French aren't always quite so friendly with English language speakers ;) It also reminds me of Manhattan, like I said.
I've been 4 or 5 times now, more Lemon Slices and Salted Caramel stuffs for me, but in the meantime, try their Lemon, try their Macarons, and prepare to be absolutely amazed because everything is incredible. And nothing is too sweet, either, which makes a change.
Bravo, and keep up the wonderful work, Wheatberry. And don't let that fine, fresh, fierce, lanky (but not sk**ky) (unfortunately) chick from Cali come back and peddle her DUI-causing wares outside, k? But if she does show up again give her my number. I wanna hear her roar. Kthxbye. read more