This, my dears, is a bread bakery. It happens to be at the back of Mt. Damavand grocery store in Fremont, right next to the Halal butcher counter.
As you cantell from the sign, one pays for their bread at the counter at the front of the store and is issued a token (a few sitting on the ledge, above) for each loaf. The bread is baked fresh to order while you do the rest of your shopping.
On this particular day, they were baking Barbari bread, which is a bit more leavened than most of our breads, with a more open but slightly drier texture. These 2+ foot loaves, like most fresh bread, really ought to be eaten within a few days.
Of course, C and I had polished off a third of the loaf before we pulled in to our garage. Another third was eaten that night with panir-o-sabzi (French feta, basil, mint, scallions and/or tarragon, wrapped in the bread).
The next morning, I made my breakfast of the remaining bread, lightly toasted and smeared with sweet cream butter and moraaba (preserves/jams) or asaal (honey). Washed down with a cup of hot Persian tea, this was a breakfast from heaven.
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