Listen… I LOOOOOVE a baking project. Catch me on a Saturday morning at 10am and it’s dang possible that I’ll have at least a dozen bagels coming out of the oven as a result of a wild hair / intense craving that woke me up before the sun.
The warmer and breadier the project, the better. If there’s butter involved… I’m in.
While I’m down to weigh and knead and wait and experiment, you should know that not everything is a project in my kitchen. Out of sheer laziness I eat more scrambled eggs than any grown woman should and for dinner tonight? One of those pre-chopped, dressing-included salad bags. FINE. GREAT, really.