The first time I went, the owner came out and apologized for not having any. A tour group had came in and bought out the entire morning supply. I took that as a sign that this was the place for rugalach. I got a baker’s dozen the next time I came and shared it amongst my friends. I feel like it’s the highest form of Jewish flattery that they said it was better than the ones their bubbi grandma makes. It was light and rich and just delicious. Will def go for more when I want a sugary pick me up!
Mr. Lee Lee’s bakery is a throwback to the days of yore, when small, quaint places run by independent shop-owners who poured their soul into their product abounded. And make no mistake, this gentleman bakes his rugelach with love