Bread-making is so special to me. When you have the finished product- hours and hours and hours later- it’s really satisfying. It is possible that the smell of bread, baking in the oven, releases some feel-good hormones. And I think there’s no debate these days as regards the best food in the world: fresh homemade bread and butter. It’s just hard to beat. It is simplicity itself, yet, the most indulgent thing you could eat.
For the record and in my defense, this is an old picture; I’ve made more interesting bread with a better crumb and texture. I just had to start somewhere. A great tip: never forget the salt. Oh. That would break your heart.