I have always had a love for bread. It was always a part of our family meals growing up. My family went on a vacation to Disney World. Everyday we ate a different meal at Epcot. My favorite part was the bread that they would bring out before the meal. One place had particularly good bread. I was afraid we wouldn’t have it again.. so I filled my pocket with bread… after that I was the bread girl.
The next year, I was able to visit a friend in Paris, France. Every morning we had a beautiful breakfast with different breads, jams, and fruit that we would get from the bakery down the street. I was able to bring some of the bread home with me but it was quickly gone. I looked but couldn’t find similar bread locally.
When I went to the farmers market in Oregon, IL, I bought a loaf of Jen’s bread. I was in love and knew I needed more of this in my life. It was exactly the kind of crusty bread I was looking for. I found her on Facebook and began to follow her. I was able to talk to her at a winter market at the cypress house in Rochelle, IL. She delivered my bread order to the business I was working in as a cook. It was there she asked me if I would like to help her bake.