Mandy's Bakery

You'll smell the bread before you see the queue snaking out onto Dorset Street. This is what a neighbourhood bakery should be – flour-dusted counters, staff who know your order, and the kind of sourdough that makes you question every other loaf you've ever bought. The almond croissants disappear by noon, so don't be fashionably late. The sandwiches are built with purpose rather than Instagram in mind. Thick-cut sourdough cradles proper fillings, and their coffee doesn't play second fiddle to anyone in town. It's the sort of place where you'll find builders grabbing breakfast rolls alongside office workers treating themselves to a proper pastry. Sunday hours are shorter, which gives you another reason to get out of bed before the good stuff vanishes.