Navigating an uncharted landscape, I found solace in an unlikely place
After my third consecutive miscarriage I began baking bread.
This was 2019, a year and change before quarantine boredom ignited a sourdough craze that lit up everyone’s lockdown Instagram feeds with images of fresh and hot loaves.
Five months in, I dream of smashing up the waiting room
I see myself fully: the sad proprietress of New York City’s loneliest bakery
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