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Tanya and I unanimously agree that our journey with bread has been hugely satisfying thus far. The magic of sourdough is always the topic of the day, and we must say that our sourdough culture is becoming friendlier with us as each day goes by – giving us better and better results every time. I suppose what is specially interesting, is how the process of baking this bread connects us to the very essence of nature. Made with nothing but flour, water and salt – we see first hand how the humble wheat grain transforms into this very essential and incredibly delicious staple – something…more

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Coming from India, my vision of farm life in Italy was much like it would be in a movie – fields of olive plantations, lines of grapevines, shaggy dogs, rolling hills,  animals, and a cosy cottage in the middle of it all. As I sat in the train to Montevarchi, I stared out of the window, not knowing what to expect, looking at every micro scenery wondering if I would find myself in a similar location or situation the next day. Most importantly, I fervently hoped that I would be surrounded by friendly, warm people and I would be able to connect and communicate with…more

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We must have discussed the idea a couple of times – driving down to Goa for a hands on course on the art of sourdough bread from the very entertaining Sujit Sumitran. We also though this would be a great experience to look up on Rosie and Peter, and see for ourselves if the beautiful pictures they put up on their Instagram feed do any justice to the food forest they have created around their home. Fortunately, it didn’t take long for this idle idea to turn to reality, and we found ourselves tripping towards Goa in my reliable Skoda Fabia (which I absolutely love,…more

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Its strange how things change within what seems to be a very short time. Lifestyles and food habits seem to have gone topsy turvy in our very own life time – blame it on political decisions, economic influences, consumerism or whatever else you wish to blame it on, but I still cannot understand the tipping point when common sense and simple habits went out of the window for concrete, urban choices. Perhaps I grew up in a home a little out of the ordinary – in a government bungalow surrounded by wild, free growing nature. I spent days bird watching, climbing trees and playing in…more