Dallas Hot Bread Shop

Where do I begin, the year 1998, i found out I was intolerant to dough. I'd walk by the shop on a daily basis having to smell the beautiful smell of bread, to face the reality that I could not enjoy their products. In 2007, I had enough. No longer able to tolerate the beautiful smell I had a stomach transplant. In 2009 after my recovery and my wounds have healed, i walked into the shop and bought my first loaf of bread from a young boy called Serif. From the first bite I wept. I fell to my knees in a mixture of sadness and happiness knowing i missed out on this taste for so long. Everyday since 2009 I eat their bread. Serif surprises me with constant varieties of bread and now I am their number one bread tester. They have included me in their family and I know one day my children will be apart of their bakery too.