The alarm clock went off at 3AM on December 1, 2007. From then until last week, the smell of breadmaking permiated the air in Las Brisas neighborhood of Todos Santos, B.C.S. The yeast was added, sponges were being made, the dough was rising, the hands were flying, churning , kneading and turning, all in a synchronized dance with the close monitoring of the fire in our artisanal clay oven. By 7:30AM once the savories were out of the way it was time to roll out those cinnamon buns. The savory breads were lined up on wooden drying racks, the baskets prepped with white parchment paper and tables cleaned. 9:00AM came in a wink. The sound of cars, closing of doors, chitter chatter of people coming towards the gate marked the beginning of another happy day for us "the bakers". " Good morning, two cinnamon rolls, two coffees, please"... people smiling filling our communal tables, meeting each other perhaps for the first time, sharing thoughts and exchanging information on plants, real estate, news, health and so much more.
It was a familiar site, a communal point every Wednesday and Saturday. Our family grew, new travelers arrived, new residents kept coming, they brought their guests, their children, their grand children. We got to know them and felt sad when it was time to say good-bye whether it was after a couple of days, a week, two weeks, a month or four months.
Making bread and sharing it with others is one of the most humble and heart warming experiences we have had in our lives.
We thank you all for making it such a great season.
We welcome your comments and new bread recipes. We will be back in the Fall with lots of new and delicious breads!
