Back Office

  I find David hiding in the back office of our factory, hanging out with the talent. Yonina (really: Yoni and Nina) are our first concert at the new bakery. We sold 100 tickets in under 2 days and the anticipation is high. I’ve been going over detail after detail. I had run into Yerushalayim […]

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Day One. The attack of the cherries.

  Our store is located on a pastoral Kibbutz. Part of the lore of an artisan bakery (or artisan anything, really) is that you weave yourself into the tapestry of your surroundings. We use local artists whenever possible, local foods, anything to keep us working with the community. So it is no surprise that we […]

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The Starter

  In my telling of our love story, we meet at summer camp. David is twenty and the head counselor and I show up as an eighteen year old newbie to be a counselor to some rather raucous 14 year olds. Your street cred in camp is how many years you’d been there for, and […]

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The Beginning.

When David first told me he wanted to learn how to make sourdough bread, I thought it meant I’d get to go to Paris. So I said yes. I figured he’d spend a week or two at some bakery (boulengerie) indulging his latest crazy and I’d spend the time in museums. It sounded perfect. Admittedly, […]

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