these loaves went missing the other day, but i followed a trail of bread crumbs to find them loitering on this fence across town...
they smelled of four loco and weed, and they snickered when i tried to tell them how worried i was.
please keep your eyes peeled for renegade loaves, cuz these breads ain't old enough to be wandering about by themselves.
<3 josey
p.s. in case you were wondering... from left to right: cinnamon date; black pepper parmesan (the drunkest of the bunch); seed feast; olive levain