Found out

I was tasked with buying a half baguette to eat with lunch, so off I went to the bakery.

I love German bread. "Fox in the henhouse" time.

I managed to resist all temptation, and only buy what was required. I was humiliated for my trouble, when my feeble German language skills were exposed by the shop assistant asking if I'm married, or for my phone number, or something. I paid and ran.

Gaimersheim is a small market town, almost swallowed up now by Ingolstadt. It has 5 bakeries that I can think of.