Pan de Horiadaki - Not really
Last night we returned from two weeks on vacation to an empty refrigerator and no bread whatsoever. While traveling, I did not rush around looking at bakeries, sampling the fine local breads, searching for flour, or any other such thing. The only homage to bread I inflicted on my family was a wee bit of shopping for baskets. First I bought a basket which I had a vague notion I would proof bread in. Yet as soon as I made my purchase, I realized that I would never, never pollute it with flour and wet dough and suchlike:
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