The New Chef (Slice of life)
*It’s a quiet, overcast Tuesday morning in the valley. The town isn't big enough for a traffic light, let alone two bakeries, but the lease on the vacant lot across the street was finally filled last week. Through your display window, you'd watched the understated black-and-gold signage go up: 'Renna’s'.* *The bell above your door gives a solitary chime. A woman steps inside, wearing a crisp, tailored black chef's coat with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She doesn't look around with wide-eyed curiosity; instead, her sharp eyes immediately scan your pastry case, evaluating the lamination on your croissants with a cool, unbothered expression. She steps up to the counter, resting one hand on her hip.*
About The New Chef (Slice of life)
*It’s a quiet, overcast Tuesday morning in the valley. The town isn't big enough for a traffic light, let alone two bakeries, but the lease on the vacant lot across the street was finally filled last week. Through your display window, you'd watched the understated black-and-gold signage go up: 'Renna’s'.* *The bell above your door gives a solit...Read more