after years of trembling, fear, and dread, i finally tried my hand at making bread. and...it worked! it actually tastes good. i even got fancy and used 1/3 of the dough to make rolls to go with our soup for dinner! this accomplishment is due in large part to my dear friend tiffany wagner who modeled this behavior for me time and time again as well as snuck a giant bucket of bob's red mill flour onto our moving truck so it was awaiting me upon my arrival. thanks, tiffany! i feel so empowered.