Hermitage Bakery

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CLOSED NOW - Opens at 8:00am

I have been coming here for about 10 years for ALL of our family's cakes. The cakes always taste amazing, so moist and the frosting cannot be beat. They can design just about anything you can think of using buttercream frosting. The ladies here are super friendly too!

Be prepared for them to require you pay for your items when ordering. Been doing business with them for 15 years and never have been asked to pay before pick-up. Was not asked for payment at the time of placing the order, was called a week later and told I had to pay for my two order ahead of time. Cancelled the order and called another bakery. Since when do you pay ahead of time for something you have to physically go into their establishment to pick up.

Worst bakery ever.. Misspelled my sons name, the cake was nothing like the picture I submitted and has not responded to any attempts to make it right. I will never recommend or use this unclassy place again.

Their cakes are great! I use them for special occassions often. They did my wedding, baby shower, and a few birthdays. I only wish that they had a website. Every time I have a cake from them, I get excellent feedback on the cakes and questions about where I got them.

I used to be the counter girl here, and my dad gave me a ride into work on a Sunday morning and the owner Bobbi Moore drove to get me sometime between when my dad left our address of 4733 and when he dropped off at work, and she was not there. I worked hard because I was nervous because the cookie maker told me "HOW DID YOU GET HERE? BOBBI WILL NOT BE HAPPY WITH YOU!" I got scared. I cleaned all the glass of the front showcase, and then kept pacing, and then when she got in, huffing and puffing, she asked how did I get there, and demanded that I clock out for the entire time I was already clocked in (a little over or a little less than 30 minutes (at $4.64 an hour) so I cried a little, and cl;ocked out. I sat wimpering at the desk next to clock in machine, until I calmed down enough which was only once the immature irresponsible and judgemental owner who never even checked to see if I had a worker's permit (I was only 14) anyways, so finally she said I could clock in, and then I didn't have much to do, then she was like, "you can clean the showcase windows..." 'I already did that..." Anyways, She was a soul of a tiger I think, but I was God. She mistreated me. That is not right. This place ought to be closed down immediately, and turned into a Wal-Mart.