Restaurant of the Week: Sweet Dough Cafe

MOVED TO VICTORIA GARDENS

Sweet Dough Cafe, 360 W. Foothill Blvd. (at Redding ), Upland; open 7 a.m. to 6 p.m. daily except Saturday

They make cinnamon rolls at Sweet Dough, which is in the Foothills Kitchen incubator in the space that used to have Bert and Rocky’s. It’s a walk-in operation with limited seating. Most people evidently want to eat their cinnamon rolls out of sight, maybe with the container open on their lap, where they can huddle over it in privacy.

At any given time the display case probably has eight rolls, but the full list is 50, and the staff says it’s more like 80. The basic rolls are $4, with specialty rolls $4.45 or $4.95.

Among the rolls: the Elvis, Butterfinger, caramel macchiato, Snickers, caramel apple, cinnamon horchata, maple, salted caramel and Nutella butter cookie.

I’ve had the Valencia orange, the original cinnamon and one that was more clearly a dessert than a breakfast item, the peanut butter and chocolate. They’re pictured below in that order.

These are proportionately like cupcakes, but bigger, rather than disc-shaped. I liked them, the first two more than the more elaborate peanut butter and chocolate, which may be more a reflection of my no-frills taste than commentary on the rolls themselves. One thing’s for sure, Sweet Dough’s orange beat Pillsbury by a mile.

The staff is friendly, particularly the woman I believe is the owner. Her young son helped ring me up on my last visit.

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  • Cliff Hutson

    This review, along with the one about Grizzly’s Biscuits & Donuts, brings to mind the depiction of conscience in cartoons from my youth. You are sitting on one of my shoulders and my doctor is perched on the other.

    • davidallen909

      I wonder which of us will prove more influential?

  • SAWZ

    I have an addiction and cannot enter such a place. These pictures bring back my childhood memories. My brother and I rode the school bus to our piano teacher’s house for our lessons, after school. Her children were the same ages as we were, and she always had home-made cinnamon rolls for them when they got home. After lessons, we got to sit around the table in her kitchen and partake. Those were the days!