Nora & Sam, some Tuesday, mid-croissant.
Our story
It started with one very stubborn starter.
In 2016 we were two friends with a home oven, a jar of sourdough starter named Doug, and a bad habit of baking far more than two people could eat. So we gave it away — to neighbors, to the mail carrier, to whoever was walking past on a Sunday morning.
People kept coming back. Eventually somebody suggested we charge for it, which felt a bit rude, but here we are: a corner shop with mismatched chairs, a chalkboard that's never quite up to date, and the same jar of Doug on the shelf.
We still bake the way we did in that first kitchen — slowly, in small batches, with butter that costs too much. If you're new here, say hello. We'll probably hand you something to try.
- 10 yrsof very early mornings
- 3local farms we buy flour from
- Dougour sourdough starter, age 11