Let there be bread (and lots of it!)
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a bread pilgrimage demands of its pilgrims an almost total devotion to baked goods.
In true dedication to the task at hand we have, in the past seven months, consumed obscene amounts of bread, croissants and assorted bakery goodies. We have scoured the bakehouses of the Australian East and the Californian West for bread with depth, with texture, with TASTE. We have eaten good bread, great bread and mediocre bread in farmer’s markets, in bakeries, in holes in the wall, in homes.
Bread, and our journey to learn the craft of baking, has been the catalyst for conversations and invitations on both sides of the Pacific. It led us to California and the San Francisco Baking Institute, to Sonoma and the incredible hospitality and chardonnay of Gene and Cathie (@ Alexandra’s Plaza Suite), to pretzels baked in a wood-fired oven on the back of a trailer and the dizzying heights of the Tartine Olive Loaf.
It has been our constant companion as we have travelled through Victoria, learning, working and eating.
Let there be bread…



















