I’ve already stretched and folded twice. The dough is proofing as I write this. The peace that making bread has brought me is immeasurable. It’s therapeutic.
Fig Love
We believe it came from a cutting of a tree that she planted in Brooklyn, that originally had migrated with her generations ago from Italy.
’Tis the Season for Peconic Bay Scallops
We decided to start with the simplest possible form somewhere between a Crudo and ceviche.
The Long Fork 