
Origin
It all was started with a nostalgic memory and a conversation:
- I miss bread on the table…
- Me too, it's hard to find it here…
- I remember when I was little, I went to the corner shop to buy it and my grandmother gave me a slap for eating half a loaf of bread before I got home…
- Hey, what if we're that store?
- Damn, what are you saying? Really?
- Yes, why not? I want to eat bread every day like at home!
And months later...
We are this and more…
PANWAT
ARTISAN SOUL
OHH MY BREAD!
As unique as you…
I’ve spent four days trying to write this...
And I still have no idea how to start.
Until Paola walked in with a tray full of bread…
And then it all hit me.
They told me:
"Write about who you are."
And I thought:
How do you write something that can only be lived?
But alright, here it goes:..
