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		<title>By: miss Elmlid, &#187; the Bread Exchange &#8211; Everything is not for sale.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] Anyhow. Soon I realized that life is not as sweet without good bread. So I started experimenting hard core with sourdough. I had something bubbling in every corner of my home. It was not easy. My trashcan was constantly full of bread and test-doughs. After about a year I found myself good enough to take it one step further. I decided to turn to the masters and was lucky to get an internship with the number one Sourdough hero in Sweden, Baking master Manfred Enockson. In September last year, in between NYC and Paris fashion week, I went to bake at Lars Gustavsson bakery in Höje. [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Anyhow. Soon I realized that life is not as sweet without good bread. So I started experimenting hard core with sourdough. I had something bubbling in every corner of my home. It was not easy. My trashcan was constantly full of bread and test-doughs. After about a year I found myself good enough to take it one step further. I decided to turn to the masters and was lucky to get an internship with the number one Sourdough hero in Sweden, Baking master Manfred Enockson. In September last year, in between NYC and Paris fashion week, I went to bake at Lars Gustavsson bakery in Höje. [...]</p>
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