take two

— Baking my first loaf.

The quest for tasty bread.

What happened after my first attempt at breadmaking?

After crying myself to sleep, I made a second attempt the next morning. This time I was able to get the dough into solid form. I could actually bake it. However, the dough did not rise much, even after many hours.

The resulting bread was super tasty, but rather dense. I will try again. The flavors were extraodorinary enough to inspire another fifteen hour round of dough fussing.

Tasty bread is so hard to come by. The fanciest of bread stores around me don't make bread that tastes like much. If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself.

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