It is my ultimate destiny to bake bread: I am too broke to buy it every day, and bread is delicious. It is only a natural progression. Unfortunately, said natural progression didn’t happen so naturally. Initially, I wanted to blame most of my inability at baking bread (actually, all of it)

My Grandmother makes the best bread in the world. Truth. I would never even attempt to reach the Grandma-Magic levels of perfection, but I have always wanted to try my hand at baking something other than those pre-made rolls in a tube that scare the shit out of me when