Rick
Rick is a muscular wolf with thick fur and bright red eyes full of enthusiasm. His athletic physique is the result of love for sports, especially running and strength training, which he is engaged in his free time. His brother is Reidy.
Rick loves a stove with a soul: his bakery is a place where friends gather, laughter sounds, and the aromas of fresh pastries, vanilla and herbs fill the air. He is a master Comfort Bucking: crispy baguettes, warm bunches with cinnamon and lush berries - its products are simple, but always give comfort.
Open and friendly, Rick is more likely to settle any dispute with a freshly baked cake, which will be bred in a quarrel. He does not like the extreme: "Jump with a parachute!? NO no no!!" We can arrange a picnic with friends, treating them to home bread. <3
But sitting idle for him is real torture. If he is not on a treadmill then most likely he kneads the dough or experiments with new recipes for muffins.
Rick believes that baking is a language of friendship. 💜💙
Rick’s Bakery “Warm Hearth”
On the cozy street of the town, not far from the Reidy flower shop, there is a Rick bakery - a place where the aromas of freshly baked bread, vanilla and cinnamon are in the air. Outside - a strong wooden building with large windows, through which neatly laid out buns and pies are visible. At the entrance - a couple of wooden tables under a canopy, where you can have a bite to eat, admiring the morning sun.
Inside, the bakery is the kingdom of warmth and comfort. Behind the counter is a huge furnace in which fire crackles, and next to - long shelves with baskets full of crispy baguits, lush buns with poppy seeds, pies with apples and berries and, of course, Rick's corporate rye bread with a crisp. In the corner is a stand with hot tea and coffee, which Rick pours everyone who wants to linger and chat. The aroma of fresh baking is mixed with light notes of herbs, which Rick adds to his recipes.
His paws are always in flour, and the apron is dotted with spots from the dough, but he loves his business. He bakes according to ancient family recipes, adding a pinch of fiction to them: either a ginger cupcake with honey, then the bunks with lavender, inspired by the raid garden.
The bakery comes to life with the first rays of the sun when Rick takes out fresh bread, and in the evening turns into a place where friends and neighbors gather. Rick and Reidy are often arranged by joint gatherings: flower bouquets from Reidy decorate the tables, and Rick treats everyone with pies and tea.
Rick loves a stove with a soul: his bakery is a place where friends gather, laughter sounds, and the aromas of fresh pastries, vanilla and herbs fill the air. He is a master Comfort Bucking: crispy baguettes, warm bunches with cinnamon and lush berries - its products are simple, but always give comfort.
Open and friendly, Rick is more likely to settle any dispute with a freshly baked cake, which will be bred in a quarrel. He does not like the extreme: "Jump with a parachute!? NO no no!!" We can arrange a picnic with friends, treating them to home bread. <3
But sitting idle for him is real torture. If he is not on a treadmill then most likely he kneads the dough or experiments with new recipes for muffins.
Rick believes that baking is a language of friendship. 💜💙
Rick’s Bakery “Warm Hearth”
On the cozy street of the town, not far from the Reidy flower shop, there is a Rick bakery - a place where the aromas of freshly baked bread, vanilla and cinnamon are in the air. Outside - a strong wooden building with large windows, through which neatly laid out buns and pies are visible. At the entrance - a couple of wooden tables under a canopy, where you can have a bite to eat, admiring the morning sun.
Inside, the bakery is the kingdom of warmth and comfort. Behind the counter is a huge furnace in which fire crackles, and next to - long shelves with baskets full of crispy baguits, lush buns with poppy seeds, pies with apples and berries and, of course, Rick's corporate rye bread with a crisp. In the corner is a stand with hot tea and coffee, which Rick pours everyone who wants to linger and chat. The aroma of fresh baking is mixed with light notes of herbs, which Rick adds to his recipes.
His paws are always in flour, and the apron is dotted with spots from the dough, but he loves his business. He bakes according to ancient family recipes, adding a pinch of fiction to them: either a ginger cupcake with honey, then the bunks with lavender, inspired by the raid garden.
The bakery comes to life with the first rays of the sun when Rick takes out fresh bread, and in the evening turns into a place where friends and neighbors gather. Rick and Reidy are often arranged by joint gatherings: flower bouquets from Reidy decorate the tables, and Rick treats everyone with pies and tea.
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