Sourdough Bread

Our bread begins here, at that intersection of matter and memory.
Each loaf is fermented for 48 hours. No yeast packs. No instant rise.
Just wild bacteria and beneficial yeast, working in slow harmony, breaking down what’s heavy and unlocking what nourishes.

This isn’t just about flavor.
It’s about transformation.
The kind you feel in the gut, the kind you can smell before it enters a room.

The dough changes with the seasons.
It moves differently in rain than in sun.
It speaks through resistance, slack, tension.
It teaches patience. It teaches listening.
It teaches what happens when you meet the living halfway.

None of this is decoration marketing.
Each ingredient has a task, a vibration, a memory.
This is food as spellwork.
Bread as talisman.
Fermentation as the original act of trust.

You’re not buying bread.
You’re being invited into the cycle of Remembering the way home.

Chronos Heir 

Natalia