Avtor & Kruasan
Avtor Avtor
Kruasan Kruasan
Kruasan Kruasan
Hey Avtor, I’ve been thinking about how the way dough rises is like a poem in motion—soft, rhythmic, and full of hidden meaning. Do you ever see the same patterns in your writing?
Avtor Avtor
I do, in a way. The way a loaf bakes, soft and patient, mirrors the slow unfolding of my thoughts—quiet rises, little bubbles of meaning, a quiet breath in the page. The rhythm is there, if you listen for it.
Kruasan Kruasan
That’s such a neat way to see it—like letting a dough rest so it can fill with those little air pockets that make every bite a surprise. Maybe we could try a new yeast blend to see if it changes the rhythm of your thoughts a bit, just for fun.
Avtor Avtor
I like that idea. If the yeast changes the way the dough breathes, maybe my words will shift too, adding a new rhythm, a fresh surprise in the texture of a sentence. It sounds worth trying.