ARRIVED IN Copenhagen on a ferry late in the Bosnian war. He’d “seen some horrible things,” worked crappy jobs, scrubbed a lot of old people’s ovens, washed towers of dishes, then got a job in a good kitchen, learned the ropes, worked his way up, had a crisis which he tried to shake off by traveling in northern Africa, where he had “an epiphany” in the Moroccan dunes that it was bread he wanted to make, bread of all things, salt of the earth, so he opened a bakery once he made it back to Copenhagen, then another, and now he was opening a third. He employs twenty-five people, has a wife and three girls. Was just voted best bread in the city. The Crown Prince is a fan. S says the refugee crisis breaks his heart. We must help these people. He knows what it’s like to have nothing. But immigrants must also contribute once they get the help, give something back. It comes back to you anyway, he says. Some people say that there might be young men who have done terrible things among
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