
As I woke up this morning to my cats meowing for breakfast, I received a DM from a friend in Sitges, Spain. She had sad news. Thierry Delabre was gone. He was a friend, a mentor, an inspiration. Spending the morning mixing a croissant dough and loaves of bread, tears fell. Heavy heart, eyes stinging, it hurt to know he's no longer here. Whether in France or wandering elsewhere, in the world on online, he was there for me, for many of us.

Thierry was an inspired magician of dough, hydration and major ferments. His explorations involved tinkering, iterating, moving from one corner to another to get things right. We first connected on social media. What drew me to him was his balance of humor and seriousness. I watched, learned, and admired this French brother of bread, a man deeply connected to baking and food, but also the people that inhabit this world. Lately he'd almost promised an interview, but then was busy, and joking told me to stop calculating with Bread Storm.
"Bread stormis for stupid Americans
... We don’t talk with % ratio in France
" One of his last messages to me.

Paix, mon frere de pain.... from your American friend who is stupid with love and loss now that you're gone. We'll miss you.

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