Ever wonder about some of a bakers back-breaking, monotonous, repetitive functions, not just in front of the stove but even while all the rest of us are in bed with our eyes in the back of our heads darting to and fro in REM?
That’s me. End of my day and can’t stop the end-of-the-shift pictures flooding through my brain. That’s also your typical professional baker. Like my amigo Vincent. The "in-it" baker. As totally "in it!" It being the flour, the yeast, the heat, the expectations of a perfect bake. In all likeliness, right now Vincent is somewhere in the South of France probably whacking out huge amounts of crusty bread. Me I’m just a chef after the day is done sipping beer, ready for bed, imagining all the chefs around the world cooking up a storm, and all the bakers making dough!
Salut mon ami, Vincent! Take a look as he makes his bread!