If you look closely, you can spot the dkb sticker on Sam's jacket. The family was visiting Pike's Peak (picture taken near the summit--14,110 feet). They are regular visitors to the Portland Farmers' Market, including the Dave's Bread booth. Dave
Howdy Dave,
Great chattin' with you today. I have to admit that every Saturday when we bring the Sam and Tim to the farmer's market, the first thing they want to do is visit our long-time friends Chris and Amy of Square Peg Farm. Immediately after they scurry around there, they are wanting to go to see if Dave is there. They love your bread and get all giddy when they see you around.
Great fun, great bread, great people. Thanks!
Scott, Christina, Samuel and Timothy
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
"dave's killer bread" documented on pike's peak
Monday, September 17, 2007
the damn tasty! vegan baking guide
I recently had the pleasure of attending a birthday celebration for a fellow named Jim Holechek, who was celebrating the last of his 20's. Jim is an engaging cat, as were the rest of the attendees--in particular his wife, Kris, who happens to be the author of the above-mentioned book, which you can find out more about with this link:
Anyone who knows me knows that I mostly just work--that is my life. So visiting with the Holecheks and their friends was a treat. I wish I could have stayed much longer, but I had actually committed to another engagement that evening.
Anyway, Kris hooked me up with a copy of her great book, which has given me some ideas for future projects.
You can read her blog at:
Monday, September 10, 2007
good seed planted in the smoky mountains
Dear Dave, ;
You probably thought I'd forgotten your request for a photo of me in the "Good Seed" T-shirt you and Shobi sent last month, but I haven't.
I've been waiting to get some shots from the home of a neighbor, with the picturesque ridges of the Great Smoky Mountains visible in the background. Unfortunately, we're in the midst of a drought here in Western North Carolina (almost a foot short of rain since Jan. 1), visibility is affected by haze and the photos I want will have to wait until there's a good rainstorm and the air clears. Patience...
In the meantime, my daughter took a couple shots last week of me in the T-shirt in front of a big rock in our backyard. They are attached.
(You can judge the size of the rock from the tiny white toy dinosaur on top of it (to the right of my head.)
Incidentally, I wore the T-shirt to the North Carolina Apple Festival in Hendersonville over Labor Day weekend, advertising Dave's Killer Bread to thousands of people walking along Main Street, which was lined with vendors' tents. Kind of like the Saturday Market on steroids...
Unfortunately, I forgot to take my camera.
--Marv
balance THIS!
Late '05--Amy Troy from Channel 8 News did a story.
Spring of '06--Shobi (my nephew and DKB partner) and I hit LA beach for a 30-minute break during a Natural Foods Expo.
As we were creating the current version of the DKB packages, we tried several poses for the back label. This one didn't make the cut.
An ill-advised trip to San Fran to play a few shows with MDC. 
"Dancing" on the Marquam Bridge during the Bridge Pedal cycling event in July of this year.
My farmer's market friend Sharon tells me--kindly--that I need balance in my life. Others have alluded to this fact, too. I've been out of prison for 32 months now. As anyone who has done any serious time would say, "I can do 32 months standing on my head". In a sense, I'm still doing that time. I'm still mostly keeping my own company, because I'm the only one I know who hangs out with people like me.
As a prison inmate, I became "obsessed" with work as a drafter and with playing my guitar (both of which were tremendous blessings for me, I might add), and got my recreation by running the track and hitting the weights. For the most part, that put me in the "1 percentile" of inmates who are actively making every effort to grow as people and overcome the cycle (my number. But one percent seemed quite generous to me).
What has changed? Not much. I hit the ground running when I was released in late December of '04. Adhering to the same principles by which I had found success in the joint, I set out to fill the creative void at NatureBake, a family company started by my parents and now owned by my brother, Glenn.
If you had told me 3 years before this that I'd be going in this direction, I would have said you were out of your mind. I had learned to cherish my independence from a family situation that I had resented and found depressing as a youngster. I had been my own boss for decades, even if most of that time I'd acted the fool. I had been gifted with a chance to learn computers and computer-aided drafting while incarcerated and I knew that my skills would be very applicable in a creative field somewhere. The last thing I needed was to be in a stifling family-controlled environment.
But here I was, with seemingly my work cut out for me: just make some really great stuff that people want. Great. If anyone could do it, I could. I had embraced the following concept of humility: be who you are--no more or less. Be accepting--even welcoming--of your "failures" and missteps as learning and growing "opportunities". Be just fine where you are, as you work your proverbial ass off on your way to the next level.
I must say, this principle has guided me well so far. Not to say that I've always been humble. And perhaps my greatest stumbling block is that I have a hard time accepting others' lack of effort and commitment, by my standards. But if I was perfect, there would be no "next level".
Anyway, as much success as I enjoyed in prison, I have found a great deal more on these streets. But I still don't hang out, go to parties, golf, or even play much guitar anymore.
If you understood where I have been, perhaps you could see why "balance" may not be what I need just yet. This crazy, full, lonely life is my best bet.
But thanks for the love, Sharon. Thanks for the concern. Perhaps, in another year or two, I will have the luxury of finding that balance.
In the meantime, any other workaholics wanna get together for a jam session?
As a prison inmate, I became "obsessed" with work as a drafter and with playing my guitar (both of which were tremendous blessings for me, I might add), and got my recreation by running the track and hitting the weights. For the most part, that put me in the "1 percentile" of inmates who are actively making every effort to grow as people and overcome the cycle (my number. But one percent seemed quite generous to me).
What has changed? Not much. I hit the ground running when I was released in late December of '04. Adhering to the same principles by which I had found success in the joint, I set out to fill the creative void at NatureBake, a family company started by my parents and now owned by my brother, Glenn.
If you had told me 3 years before this that I'd be going in this direction, I would have said you were out of your mind. I had learned to cherish my independence from a family situation that I had resented and found depressing as a youngster. I had been my own boss for decades, even if most of that time I'd acted the fool. I had been gifted with a chance to learn computers and computer-aided drafting while incarcerated and I knew that my skills would be very applicable in a creative field somewhere. The last thing I needed was to be in a stifling family-controlled environment.
But here I was, with seemingly my work cut out for me: just make some really great stuff that people want. Great. If anyone could do it, I could. I had embraced the following concept of humility: be who you are--no more or less. Be accepting--even welcoming--of your "failures" and missteps as learning and growing "opportunities". Be just fine where you are, as you work your proverbial ass off on your way to the next level.
I must say, this principle has guided me well so far. Not to say that I've always been humble. And perhaps my greatest stumbling block is that I have a hard time accepting others' lack of effort and commitment, by my standards. But if I was perfect, there would be no "next level".
Anyway, as much success as I enjoyed in prison, I have found a great deal more on these streets. But I still don't hang out, go to parties, golf, or even play much guitar anymore.
If you understood where I have been, perhaps you could see why "balance" may not be what I need just yet. This crazy, full, lonely life is my best bet.
But thanks for the love, Sharon. Thanks for the concern. Perhaps, in another year or two, I will have the luxury of finding that balance.
In the meantime, any other workaholics wanna get together for a jam session?
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
raisin spelt bread returns!
Hello,
I had a sample of your experimental raisin spelt bread at the Beaverton Farmer’s market, and am wondering where I can purchase it? Every time I go back to the market it hasn’t been available. It was absolutely delicious!
Thank you for your help,
Jenn
I just brought that variety back to the market this last week, due to demand. it is one of those varieties that has given me trouble--doesn't always look as nice and pretty as I'd like--so I had to shelve it for a bit. It will be at farmers' markets for the rest of the season, but I don't imagine I will have a whole lot of loaves available. So my advice is to come early!
Dave
Monday, August 20, 2007
but what if I had to ride a less-spendy bike?
Our first time ever riding mountain bikes--Denise and I had the good fortune of riding some pretty amazing bikes. The one I was riding costs $7100, and it was a beauty. Nobody got hurt because we rode like old folks. Had a really great time at Moutain Bike Oregon this past weekend.
Here is our friend Mason, who became disoriented while riding and somehow wound up falling off his bike and into the ice-cold water--without a stitch of clothes on! The rest of the photos are not fit for this family blog, but I have filed them away in case I ever need a special favor. (He just kept saying "but it really is cold in that water...really!)spelt may be the answer
Dear Dave,
Was fortunate to see you on the AM Northwest show. Found your great website.
I have god-awful arthritis in my hands. Accidentally discovered that wheat bread really sets it off.
Suspect it is the gluten in the bread.
What breads of yours (they all sound wonderful) would you suggest might be better for me?
I will most appreciate any help you can give me.
Thanks,
Patti
Patti
Hi Patty…lots of people with wheat and gluten sensitivities have found my Good Seed Spelt bread works well for them. It is not for celiacs, since it does contain gluten. However, spelt is a great alternative for lots of people. Hope that includes you!
Dave
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
