My Mom never baked anything in her life, but my wife is a good baker. In 1982, I was suddenly out of work, with a wife and 5 kids to feed. As a way of pinching pennies, I asked my wife to teach me how to bake homemade bread. I not only learned how to make bread; kneading the dough was a wonderful way of working out the frustrations of being without a job. I became an avid home baker and have been ever since -- primarily breads, but rolls, pastries, cookies, etc. A wonderful hobby that brings praise and thanks from everyone with whom I share my baked goods.

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