The school holidays are coming to an end, and I find myself remembering about Autumn, a thoughtful time about to come upon us. But I am of this moment and I am thinking already. This Maison Djeribi baking business has been from the word go a labour of love, and a couple of weeks ago before this short break I celebrated seven years of baking and five years of saturdays at Knockvicar. And I took the decision to take a sabbatical to reinvent how I wish to bake or even to reinvent what I wish to do as a bread and butter business.
The thing about a labour of love is that it is necessary to check from time to time if there are not other things to love as well, I suppose my art practice and my writing could do with a little more love, farming and horticulturing could do with a little more time ; my children, I think (they’ll agree most days) are getting the lion share already. I’ll keep this blog going as what I will always be at is maison djeribi (the house that djeribi builds) allowing it to stretch in different ways (let’s push out the walls, cut out some windows, add a porch! figuratively of course). So here will be the place to read about what will be born of autumnal reflection, where my energy and love will be poured in.
I will be back in Knockvicar on 8 September for the last time with my usual fare of sourdough breads and wonderful cakes and what-have-yous, the oven will be lit for a farewell party of sorts.