I started breadbabies.com to document the tribulations and joys of weaving glutens into form. I dream of dough.
The universe may be in a grain of sand, but a far tastier universe exists in a loaf of warm bread. Each batch I bake relies upon the cultivation and demise of a complex civilization of yeast and bacteria. The analogies flow with each kneading fold: In fluffy dough I see my patience; in a bubbling starter I see new ideas; in the crunchy crust I taste the impermanence of a finished piece of work.