(That’s what little Henry used to call bread, which I would bring to him when I babysat. That was ten years ago. I’m sensing a theme here!)
Seeded Fougasse, a shameless rip-off of the one made by A&J King Bakery in Salem, MA.
Name that movie!
Donncha, the sneak thief, stealing a roll!
My best taste tester!
My first ciabatta came out nicely. So did my nephew.
Isn’t it funny how people sometimes begin to look like the bread they eat?