I am continually surprised — and maybe I shouldn’t be — by how many of the younger Millennials are taking up activities that I first encountered living in San Francisco back in the 1960s. For example, Lula Mae, a gift shop here in Pasadena, offers evening classes in macrame, small loom weaving and making Eyes of God. While I never made an Eye of God, I still have a macrame purse and two belts I made all those years ago. A landscape I wove on a small loom back then is stuck away in a closet. (Lula Mae has since closed.)
Bread Festival at Grand Central Market
I encountered that same throwback impression at the Second Los Angeles Bread Festival yesterday at the Grand Central Market downtown where a dozen or so bakeries were sampling and selling their wares in pop-up shops. The rustic breads were all too familiar — and all too heavy and coarse. I remember making whole wheat bread all those years ago that could have doubled for bricks. After that I gave up breadmaking and went back to buying bread from one of the great Italian bakeries in San Francisco’s Cow Hollow.
At the L.A. Bread Festival there were, however, some bakeries offering more sophisticated breads. Plus two jam makers and one man selling peanut butter. A series of bread making classes were held in the basement of the Grand Central Market. The Festival continues today, June 5th, 2016.
What was also surprising was how packed the Grand Central Market was, but I will write about that in another post.
Here is some of what I saw.
