Born of a Shelby Township pasticceria that had been kneading bread for a generation, Amore Torta is what happens when an Italian neighborhood bakery falls in love with Japanese cheesecake.
Every morning before the doors open, a soufflé is whisked by hand and lowered into a water bath. It rises slow. It comes out trembling. It's served in faintly sweet slices, between the cannoli and the calabrese, until the case is empty.
"Like eating a sweet cloud. I drove 40 minutes and would do it again." — Maria K., Royal Oak
Italian warmth. Japanese restraint. A single bakery in the suburbs of Detroit making both things look like they were always meant to share a case.
