The Re-Rise of la Baguette
What’s up with all the soft, pale baguettes appearing in Paris? A few years back, when I moved to the Bastille, my local boulangerie made the best baguettes I’ve ever had. Each baguette was a revelation. If I was lucky to get there at just the right time, I would be handed a still-warm, slender flute of bread. I’d rip off the end as soon…







