Some loaves are planned. Some loaves have plans of their own. This one appears to be the second kind. The original idea was simple enough: take everything I’ve been falling in love with here in Montenegro and turn it into bread. Ajvar. Roasted garlic. A touch of rye flour for earthiness. Good olive oil.…
There’s something that happens once you start making your own bread. At first, it’s just curiosity. A jar of flour and water sitting on the counter bubbling away while you wonder if you’ve officially lost your mind. Then comes the first loaf. Maybe it rises. Maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it tastes incredible but looks…

The Creation of Mac Dough It started in a freezing cold kitchenon the fourth floor of a flat in Dundee,with the River Tay just outside like it had something to sayand I wasn’t quite sure yet if I was listening. I had always wanted to try making sourdough.It had been one of those “one…

GINGY THE GINGER BUG Bonjour, Bitches. Not everything begins quietly. Some things arrive with a presence. Gingy was one of those. She wasn’t born in Dundee like Mac Dough,in a cold kitchen where patience was required just to survive. No. Gingy was born in Tayport.In a warmer, better-equipped kitchen.The kind of place where things…