As a German, I've never felt so insulted in my life as while reading this chapter, and there's a lot I get to hear about my home country. Finally I understand why people waste time on stuff like "sensitivity reading" ...
The idea that a German baker would be impressed be the flavorless sawdust pressed into vague bread shapes over freshly baked(!) real bread defies any reasonable belief. It's like suggestion to an Italian that frozen pizza is just as good, or to a French that processed cheese is perfectly acceptable, or to an American that ... well, forget Americans, they are hopeless, but otherwise!
(also how on earth is she slicing bread? Well, I'll not pretend I'm infinitely knowledgeable about how people do it; but I've never seen anyone cut a bread horizontally into some sort of pizza-shaped thing ^^; )
(also southern Germany - at least in parts - had notoriously bad soil. At the very least it's not particularly rich soil. That's why you get these sorta frugal-simple meals/lifestyles ^^)