Black Mountain Bakery

I don't know where to begin. Firstly, the crappy attitude of the condescending foreigner/baker (who in reality is not a pastry chef). The food reflects on the capabilities of his skills. The Russian national fails to bake anything enticing to the taste buds. Second, the sedentary locals make the place feel like I'm waiting in an ER. Coughing and wheezing was the soundtrack of the BMB. I did like sitting outside, at least they have a outside dining area. Lastly, their wedding cakes are made of barf. Don't confuse them with the other local Black Mountain Cakes.