Why sourdough is the only bread we'll bake
A 24-hour ferment, a heavy crust, an open crumb. Why this loaf — and not any other — earns the right to hold your lunch, and what that means for the sandwich you're about to eat.
Read the piece →Long reads from our kitchen on Pollard Road — on the craft of sourdough, why we still build sandwiches by hand, and the small things we sweat so your lunch is good.
A 24-hour ferment, a heavy crust, an open crumb. Why this loaf — and not any other — earns the right to hold your lunch, and what that means for the sandwich you're about to eat.
Read the piece →Why we'll never hand you an iPad. A small piece on service that has a pulse — and the small, accumulating things you lose when a screen takes a human's place.
Read the piece →How we landed on the hummus-avocado-roasted-pepper trio, the year we spent dialing it in, and why it outsells half of our meat sandwiches.
Read the piece →On opening a deli in a town that already has plenty of places to eat — and the small, particular things about Los Gatos that shaped what we put on the menu.
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