We call it this way in tribute to Enrico, Edoardo’s father, a well‑known baker in Seregno. At the family bakery he had a habit: giving a piece of focaccia to the neighbourhood children. They would walk into the shop looking for him, knowing that a corner of freshly baked focaccia was waiting for them. For everyone he was “the alarm clock of Via Garibaldi”: his voice in the morning filled the street, together with the smell of the oven.

La focaccia dell’Enrico captures the simple taste of this story: a high‑hydration, Genoa‑style dough, deep holes that hold oil and water, golden surface, soft, moist interior. A focaccia that brings together tradition, generosity, authenticity and a strong bond with its local area, and that, at every bite, gives back the same feeling of home as that piece given over the counter.