#bread bakery

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@tainted-heqrt ‘s bread bridge bakery au

[life-spire]

[cheralith]

childhood bestfriend!kaiser who specifically always demands his managers to reserve a spot for you at every single one of his games.

you always go to support him, with him insisting he needs you there as some sort of “lucky charm” (he won’t actually admit he thinks those superstitions are bullshit), so imagine his shock when he finds out that your seat is empty on the day of one of the most important games of the season—the game that will decide who gets to compete in the german cup.

it’s ten minutes before the game starts and despite his coach’s pep talk to the team, all kaiser can focus on is your empty seat and the absolute betrayal you’ve bestowed upon him, your supposed “best friend.”

he hasn’t realized it—nor will he admit it if he ever were to come to such an epiphany—stubborn as he is, but the reason as to why he does so well in games that you’re present at is because of the fact it gives him more motivation to win and impress you rather than just solely being dependent on the faces of despair from his opponents. a unique sort of euphoria that he gets whenever he can spot you jumping up and down in your seat with his number #10 jersey on, that your praise belongs to him and him only.

so when he steps out on to the field and sees that your seat is still collecting dust, he seethes silently to himself, gritting his teeth, pissed that he even called you his best friend to begin with. because what sort of friend doesn’t show up to one of the most important games in germany’s football?!

he’s still planning to win, of course. he’s michael kaiser—he’s famous for doing so. and he plans to use all his rage that you’ve caused to do so, just in spite of you.

because he’s michael kaiser, number ten of bastard mündchen. he doesn’t need your help. he never did.

(see, what he doesn’t know is that you’re simply home sick with a cold and that you’re still dressed in his jersey, just also with a sweater and bundles of blankets on top to stay warm, but regardless, you’re still watching and cheering him on from behind the tv screen. you’ve sent him some texts and voicemails telling him so, but none have received a reply back yet and you can only imagine what this drama queen has in store for you once he wins the match.)

[komatsuyuko]

butter

[faggotfungus]

Bread in the form of a crab on display at the Boudin Bakery in Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco. Photographed by BrokenSphere (2008)

[nahranhaar]

breadfest? gnomefest? or just an average day…

[ancientsstudies]

Good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.

[nora-yoko]

[beeperart]

Little chefs!

[tainted-heqrt]

“Hi, welcome to Bread Bridge Bakery, how can I hel—” Joel began, monotone and half-asleep, already dreading another day of stale muffins and even staler customer small talk. Why Grian insisted on dragging him into this job was beyond comprehension.

Then the bell above the door jingled, and in walked her—bubblegum-pink hair, sky-blue dress, and a smile so bright it could outshine the pastry case lights. Joel’s voice flipped mid-sentence like a light switch.

“—hello there,” he said again, this time smoother, eyes locked on her as he straightened up behind the counter. Okay, maybe there was one perk to customer service—babes.

“We’re just looking for Jimmy. Is he around?” said the guy beside her, though Joel barely registered him. His eyes stayed on the girl until the man added, “Oh, hey Grian!”

Joel flicked his gaze toward the back where Grian, who had just emerged with flour on his apron and a scowl on his face, groaned loudly.

“Hi Scar,” Grian muttered like it pained him. Then he cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted toward the back room, “TIMMY, YOUR SIBLINGS ARE HERE!”

“So,” Joel said, leaning casually on the counter and turning his attention back to the pink-haired girl, “you’re Jim’s sister?”

“Yeah! I’m Lizzie,” she chirped, voice as bubbly as her bright exterior, eyes wide with interest as she looked around the bakery.

Joel was absolutely not prepared for how disarmingly cute she was. He cleared his throat. “So, uh, Lizzie… do you think I could maybe get your number?” He scratched the back of his neck. “You know, uh, just in case something happens to Jimmy. No other reason. Totally not hitting on you or anything. Ha ha.”

She blinked once, then smiled. “Uh, sure.”

Joel’s heart did a little victory lap.

Before he could pull out his phone, a groan echoed from the back as Jimmy burst out wearing sunglasses and a grey jacket, on the back of his jacket were two words, Bad Boyz with 3 hearts in green, yellow and red. An odd choice, but one they’d mutually agreed on.

“EWWWW Joel, stop flirting with my sister!” he yelled, dramatically. “And Scar, leave Grian alone already!”

Scar only laughed as he leaned against the glass display, not even bothering to deny anything.

“Lizzie, keys?” Jimmy asked, holding out a hand.

Lizzie sighed and tossed him the keys from her bag. “We literally just got here.”

“I know,” Jimmy replied, adjusting his shades like a diva. “But this place has too much..” he paused looking between the 4 of them before speaking again “…energy.”

As the siblings exited, Lizzie slipped Joel a piece of paper, he watched her go with a dopey grin, her note in his hand.

Xxx-xxx-xxxx - Lizzie :)

Grian walked by, smacking him on the back of the head with a tray of croissants. “Get back to work, Romeo.”

—A/N—

Just a snippet of an au I’m working on

Bad boyz of limited life x bamboozlers of wild life

Where the bamboozlers are siblings :) let me know if yall like it or want more,

@tainted_heqrt on ao3

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Tainted_Heqrt

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Ancient Bread Rises Again as Turkey Recreates 5,000-Year-Old Loaf

In the early Bronze Age, a piece of bread was buried beneath the threshold of a newly built house in what is today central Turkey.

Now, more than 5000 years later, archaeologists have unearthed it, and helped a local bakery to recreate the recipe—with customers lining up to buy it.

Round and flat like a pancake, 12 centimeters (five inches) in diameter, the bread was discovered during excavations at Kulluoba, a site near the central Anatolian city of Eskisehir.

"This is the oldest baked bread to have come to light during an excavation, and it has largely been able to preserve its shape," said Murat Turkteki, archaeologist and director of the excavation.

"Bread is a rare find during an excavation. Usually, you only find crumbs," he told AFP.

"But here, it was preserved because it had been burnt and buried," he said.

Archaeologists Murat Turkteki and Deniz Sari examine an ancient house at the Kulluoba excavation site in central Turkey.

The bread was charred and buried under the entrance of a dwelling built around 3300 BC.

A piece had been torn off, before the bread was burnt, then buried when the house was built.

"It makes us think of a ritual of abundance," Turkteki said.

The original Kulluoba bread, on display at the Eskisehir Archaeological Museum.

'Moved by this discovery'

Unearthed in September 2024, the charred bread has been on display at the Eskisehir Archaeological Museum since Wednesday.

"We were very moved by this discovery. Talking to our excavation director, I wondered if we could reproduce this bread," said the city's mayor, Ayse Unluce.

Analyses showed that the bread was made with coarsely ground emmer flour, an ancient variety of wheat, and lentil seeds, with the leaf of an as yet undetermined plant used as yeast.

Ancient emmer seeds no longer exist in Turkey.

To get as close as possible to the original recipe, the municipality, after analyzing the ancient bread, decided to use Kavilca wheat, a variety that is close to ancient emmer, as well as bulgur and lentils.

Employees at the Halk Ekmek bakery mix and cut dough for Kulluoba bread, recreating a 5,000-year-old loaf.

At the Halk Ekmek bakery (meaning "People's Bread" in Turkish), promoted by the municipality to offer low-cost bread, employees have been shaping 300 loaves of Kulluoba by hand every day.

"The combination of ancestral wheat flour, lentils and bulgur results in a rich, satiating, low-gluten, preservative-free bread," said Serap Guler, the bakery's manager.

The first Kulluoba loaves, marketed as 300-gram (11-ounce) cakes that cost 50 Turkish lira (around $1.28), sold out within hours.

"I rushed because I was afraid there wouldn't be any left. I'm curious about the taste of this ancient bread," said customer Suzan Kuru.

Drought resistant

In the absence of written traces, the civilization of Kulluoba remains largely mysterious.

In the Bronze Age, the Hattians, an Anatolian people who preceded the Hittites, lived in the Eskisehir region.

"Kulluoba was a medium-sized urban agglomeration engaged in commercial activities, crafts, agriculture and mining. There was clearly a certain family and social order," said archaeologist Deniz Sari.

Customers have been lining up for Kulluoba bread at the Halk Ekmek bakery.

The rediscovery of the bread has sparked interest in the cultivation of ancient wheats better adapted to drought.

Once rich in water sources, the province of Eskisehir is today suffering from drought.

"We're facing a climate crisis, but we're still growing corn and sunflowers, which require a lot of water," said Unluce, the local mayor.

"Our ancestors are teaching us a lesson. Like them, we should be moving towards less thirsty crops," she added.

The mayor wants to revive the cultivation of Kavilca wheat in the region, which is resistant to drought and disease.

"We need strong policies on this subject. Cultivating ancient wheat will be a symbolic step in this direction," she said.

"These lands have preserved this bread for 5,000 years and given us this gift. We have a duty to protect this heritage and pass it on."

By Burcin GERCEK.

'The combination of ancestral wheat flour, lentils and bulgur results in a rich, satiating, low-gluten, preservative-free bread,' says Serap Guler, the bakery's manager.

[lostgoosebe]

bread bridge bakery designs!!

This fic is so cute go read it rn https://archiveofourown.org/works/65973181/chapters/169979860 by @tainted-heqrt it’s very good!!

[dinchenix]

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Bakery department, Sainsbury's, High Street, Dover, 1980. From the Sainsbury Archive.