I'm on a sour dough bread making kick.

When I lived in Melrose, Massachusetts in my big old turn of the century colonial house, I used to make bread all the time.

Oh, I loved to bang it down on the counter top. What a great stress reliever!

The boys loved my sour dough bread so much that my oldest decided that he was going to sell it. I would make 6 extra loaves each week and he would sell them to neighbors and teachers.

Just walking down memory lane here...