She stepped outside for a smoke as we past the bakery, Caputo, on Court Street, Brooklyn. Been there one hundred and four years - the bakery I mean. Caroline bought a bag of biscotti and finished them before we got home.
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Showing posts with label Bakery. Show all posts
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Georgi at Caputo's Bakery
She stepped outside for a smoke as we past the bakery, Caputo, on Court Street, Brooklyn. Been there one hundred and four years - the bakery I mean. Caroline bought a bag of biscotti and finished them before we got home.Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Baker at Bakeri
I did him standing, sitting, straight on, and in profile, full length and close up. This was the one though, sitting, behind the fence, finishing his cigarette.We were looking for bread, but Con Ed had not yet put in enough electricity for the ovens. Caroline was not , however, going to leave without a brownie. Delicious, she said.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Loaf of bread

Food and wine have played a large part in my life, mostly eating and drinking it but also reading about it. I was about to list a few writers I've liked, but got stuck at Elizabeth David. I have admired food photographers, Robert Freson and Irving Penn in particular, but have never tackled it myself. Here is a loaf of bread on a fifty year old bread board.
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