Our story
Brought back by Edwardsville.The bakery the community kept.
A neighborhood bakery that closed, then came home. Different building, same number. Same starter. Same Sunday smell.
The original 222
The bakery stood at222 N Main Street.
For years, 222 Artisan Bakery lived on Main. A bench, a starter, regulars who didn’t have to say their order. Sundays smelled the way you’d hope a Sunday would smell.
Then the doors closed. The starter stayed alive in a jar at home. The notebooks stayed open. The storefront went dark for a long time.
The food and atmosphere is awesome. They roast their own coffee, made fresh with locally sourced products. It is our go-to place.
Sherrie S. on GoogleThe neighborhood
They kept askingabout the bread.
At the supermarket. At the post office. To one another, on porches. A small town stays in conversation with itself, and the conversation kept including us.
So we started looking. A few blocks over, a building was waiting. New address. Right neighborhood. Same town.
The address
The city keptour number.
A new building. An old number. Edwardsville assigned 222 to the new address so the name could come with us, along with everything attached to it.
The starter is back in its jar. The bench is back in use. Trevor reads your email. Plaid Coffee — his small roastery a few minutes away — keeps the cups full. Sundays still smell like sourdough.
Trevor
- 222 N MainThe original bakery.
- A year awayClosed by a changing landscape.
- Community ralliedNeighbors brought us back.
- 222 St. LouisNew home, same 222.
at the bench
then back
the city kept
at 4.6 stars
From the roastery
Coffee, roasteda few minutes away.
Every bean served at 222 comes from Plaid Coffee Roasters, Trevor’s roasting operation a short drive from the bakery. Same hands, same standard — the beans go straight from the roaster to the espresso bar.