🍞Crumb Convo: No Place Like Home
Real question today! If you close your eyes and think of “home,” what flavor shows up first? Not the Pinterest-perfect meal or the recipe you impress people with. I’m talking about the simple, ordinary taste that instantly makes your shoulders drop😌 The soup you ate when you were sick. The bread that lived on the counter growing up. The dessert that always showed up at holidays without fail. Flavor has a funny way of holding memories, doesn’t it? One bite can take you back years. One smell can feel like a hug you didn’t know you needed. That’s part of why I love baking so much. We’re not just mixing flour and water... We’re carrying little pieces of “home” into the future. So I want to hear yours today! What flavor feels like home to you? No wrong answers, just memories. It could be a specific sourdough bread flavor or a meal! Tell me below 💬