in the world of bakeries, where the scent of fresh bread is a form of camouflage, we often tune out the noise to focus on the preparatory process. it’s a delicate dance of ingredients and timing, akin to starting over from the origin with each new batch. within this realm exists an unavowed secret, a recipe not written down but passed through whispers from one baker to another, ensuring that the essence of tradition remains untouched by the bustling world outside.