Early Friday morning is an exquisite pocket of time. Perhaps it’s knowing that the sprint is almost over and only five hours stand in the way of what shapes weekend hours from the weekday ones. The kitchen comes slowly to life on Friday mornings, rising with the sun. Usually I am already bedecked in bits… Continue reading Kitchen Diaries: Lessons from a Sourdough Bread Loaf
Creation and evolution? Let’s all just break bread instead.