I am too old to do what I do, but I cannot help myself. On Saturdays and Sundays, I stand behind the service line at Bread Furst, to the back of the espresso machine. When a customer asks that his (or her) bread be sliced, I operate our rickety, noisy slicer, wait for it slowly to […]

I am flying across the country to bake. Not a celebrity chef going to a James Beard Foundation fund-raising dinner, I am instead on my way to the San Francisco Baking Institute to select a bread-baking oven. We may learn in a couple of weeks that the electrical upgrades we must make to the little […]

I signed a lease the other day and in six months there will be a neighborhood bakery called Bread Furst.  It will be at 4434 Connecticut Avenue, a little building next to the car wash near Albemarle Street. A blue awning is there now that reaches from the building nearly to the street and says […]