I remember being 4 or 5 years old and my mom was trying to make a nut roll recipe that was from my dad's family. She wasn't much of a baker at the time and struggled. She dropped some of the yeast dough on the floor and our dog ate it. She thought it would make him sick so she yelled at me to call my grandma. I still remember her crying into the phone, "Barney ate yeast! Is he going to explode?!" My grandma talked her down, the recipe turned out fine, and the dog survived another 10 years. Luckily, she and I both developed my grandma's baking gene and are successful bakers. By the way, my first attempt at baking nut roll resulted in me breaking my toe!

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