Up a narrow callejón from the pretty Plaza del Baratillo, just past a small store that always has pineapples piled in front, is a short flight of stone steps that lead to a dark wooden door and small framed window. Each day, at one in the afternoon, bright loaves of steaming pan appear in the window in two tidy rows.
To climb the steps and then see the loaves beaming from the window, to carry a loaf away in a crisp brown paper sack that warms your arms as you carry it, to slice the bread at home and slather it with golden honey - this is comfort.
El Abue is one of our favorite restaurants in Guanajuato. The food is delicious, the atmosphere is cozy, and the people are friendly. But we would love it just for the bread in the window.
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