One baker, one oven, and only what the night can hold. Four loaves or forty — never a shelf of yesterday.
Store bread made my husband sick and I got stubborn about it. One loaf became four, four became a Saturday table.
Nothing baked ahead. Scroll the four steps from last night's dough to your table.
Folded from the morning's starter and set to rest.
A single score so the loaf opens where it should.
The crumb sets overnight. The part you can't rush.
Off the list first. What's left goes to the table.
The everyday loaf. 48-hr cold prove.
Caraway, flax, darker crust.
Castelvetrano + garden rosemary.
Sold out
Half-dozen, iced warm.
Stall only
Lola bakes exactly what the list claims, plus a few for the table. No card saved, no trap — confirm each Thursday, skip whenever.
Whatever the list didn't claim is here — first come, and it goes fast. Bring a bag; save me a paper one.