Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a baker in Corabia is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up at the crack of dawn, right? Like, 4 AM kinda early. The sun ain't even up yet, and I’m already knee-deep in flour.
First thing, I step outside my little bakery on Strada 1 Decembrie. The air’s crisp, and I can smell the river nearby. The Olt River, ya know? It’s like my morning coffee. But then, bam! I trip over a stray cat. Seriously, why are there so many cats in this town? I swear they’re plotting something.
Anyway, I get to work. Kneading dough, mixing stuff, all that jazz. I’m vibin’ to some old-school tunes, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Ion. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the market on Strada Victoriei today!” I’m like, “Yeah, sure, after I bake 500 loaves of bread.”
So, I’m in the zone, right? The smell of fresh bread fills the air. It’s heavenly. But then, disaster strikes! The oven starts acting up. I’m talkin’ smoke, sparks, the whole shebang. I’m like, “No, no, no! Not today!” I’m sweating bullets, trying to fix it.
Finally, I get it under control. But I’m fuming. I mean, c’mon! I just wanna make some good bread for the folks in Corabia. They deserve it!
After the chaos, I decide to take a break. I stroll down Strada Mihai Viteazul. The sun’s finally up, and the town’s waking up too. I see old ladies gossiping, kids running around, and the smell of grilled mici wafting through the air. Man, I love this place.
Then, I hit the market. Wow! It’s packed! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all the locals are there. I bump into Maria, the sweetest old lady. She’s like, “You gotta try my homemade jam!” I’m like, “Sure, but only if you try my bread!” We laugh, and it’s a good moment.
But then, I see this guy. He’s trying to haggle over a tomato. A TOMATO! I mean, c’mon dude, it’s not gold! I’m standing there, shaking my head. People are wild.
After the market, I head back to the bakery. I’m exhausted but happy. I whip up some pastries, and they turn out amazing! I’m like a pastry Picasso. But then, I hear a loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a car accident on Strada Libertății. Ugh, just what I needed!
I help out, call the cops, and make sure everyone’s okay. But man, my heart’s racing. I just wanna go back to baking.
Finally, I close up shop. It’s been a long day. I sit on my little balcony, overlooking the Olt. The sunset is beautiful. I think about how crazy life is here in Corabia. One minute you’re baking bread, the next you’re playing hero.
I take a deep breath, and I’m grateful. Grateful for the chaos, the people, the town. Corabia, you’re a wild ride, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
And that’s a wrap on my day! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.