My Grandpa Julien was a baker. He could bake homemade bread like no other. He made several loaves a week and delivered them to all his neighbors, and often to our family. Maybe that is why we never learned to make bread at our house. Now that grandpa is baking in heaven I decided maybe I should give it a go. My first loaf didn't turn out so well. The taste was fine but it didn't rise like it was supposed to. My second loaf was better, but I added a bit too much flour. This was my third attempt...
Now that's more like it. Not perfect, but I think I might be getting the hang of it!
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