
Sourdough & Country Loaves
Long, slow ferments. Thin crackly crust, open crumb, nothing in it but flour, water and salt.
- Country sourdough baked every morning
- Seeded rye and a soft milk loaf
- Baguettes out of the oven at 11 AM
Larkspur, North Carolina
Opening spring 2027 on Main Street.
Sourdough from a starter we have been feeding since the lease was signed, pastry folded by hand, and a counter big enough for eight people to sit at. Nothing is open yet. Leave your email and you will hear from us the day it is.

The list
We would rather open to a room full of neighbors than an empty one.
Put your name down and you will get the opening date before it goes on the window, plus a heads up when the first test bakes come out of the oven.
What we are baking

Long, slow ferments. Thin crackly crust, open crumb, nothing in it but flour, water and salt.

Laminated on Tuesdays, folded by hand, baked before the sun is up. Gone by lunch, usually.

One roaster, one grinder, a short menu. Drip for the walk to work, cortados for the counter.

Birthdays, holidays, and the Tuesday you just want a whole cake. Ordered a week ahead.
Who is doing the baking
Nora baked for a living for eleven years, most of them starting at three in the morning for somebody else. Wes ran the front of a restaurant two towns over and got tired of explaining why the bread was flown in. They moved back to Larkspur in 2024 with a plan on the back of an envelope.
The name comes off a shelf. Nora’s grandmother kept a copper kettle on the stove for forty years and it never once got put away. It sits on the counter here now, and it is the first thing you will see when you walk in.
The whole story
From the market stall
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“I bought a loaf at the market in October and I have thought about it roughly once a week since. The crust actually cracks when you tear it.”
“They sold out by nine and still stood there talking to me about starters for twenty minutes. That tells you what kind of shop this is going to be.”
“My kids ask for the cinnamon knots by name now. Having this on Main Street instead of a forty minute drive is going to change our Saturdays.”
The space
Twelve hundred square feet on 123 Main Street, empty for six years. The arched windows were behind a false wall. The tin ceiling was under two coats of beige. We are keeping both, adding a long table down the middle, and putting the oven where everyone can see it.
Open any photo to see it bigger. More going up as the build out finishes.
Follow along
Test bakes, deliveries, the day the oven lands. It all goes up here first.