I stumbled on Ken Forkish’s Evolutions in Bread just as I was giving up on baking sourdough bread. Giving up was, perhaps, too strong a term. More accurate: letting my starter languish in the back of ...
At 4 am, normally bustling Northwest 21st Avenue sleeps quietly. I wish I were, too. But I need to see a guy about some bread. A pool of light spills onto the sidewalk, and behind the steamy windows I ...
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