When Life Suddenly isn’t the Same Anymore. Saying Goodbye to My Local Bakery
Will we ever escape this corporate torment?
The neighborhood is in mourning. My life will never be the same. The bakery next to my house is out of business after 148 years.
It was most definitely unexpected and unwelcome news. One day — about a month ago — I went for a walk with the dog and noticed that all the employees were gathered in the store on a Monday morning — the day the bakery is usually closed.
They didn’t look happy. Back home, I told my wife I felt something was wrong.
“You shouldn’t always assume the worst,” she said. “I am sure there is a plausible explanation. And, by the way, don’t forget to buy an extra baguette tomorrow.”
But I didn’t smell freshly baked bread drifting in over the wall at the end of the garden when I woke up the next morning.
And the sign on the door confirmed my worst fears.
Dear valued customer,
We regret to inform you that our bakery has closed its doors permanently. As a fifth-generation family-owned business, we have made the difficult but necessary decision to move on to other endeavors and spend more time with our loved ones.