Hay on Wye Literature Festival May 2008
I fired up the bread oven the very next day after building it and baked with it for the next week hundreds, or more likely thousands, of loaves of pita bread. The children were so enthusiastic to roll and bake their loaves that neither driving rain nor swelling mud could dull their energy. They loved watching the magic of these loaves puffing up in the oven, transforming form raw dough to fresh pita bread in less than a minute. These fearless bakers devoured their creations and then made loaves for family and friends.