I never thought I would see so much dough rising at one time. Massive piles of dough on countertops throughout the bakery- growing around measuring cups, swallowing teaspoons, cupping their hefts around the cinnamon tin, the baking powder, the spatula jar. The bakery smells like life to me. Yeast and caraway, oat flour and peanut butter, salt and
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