Mmmmm...the smell of baking bread is one of my favorites. It always makes me smile. That warm, cozy feeling is so friendly and welcoming. The smell of baking bread seems to waft freely throughout the house giving it a very down-to-earth, back to basics feel. I have never been able to bake bread, but my last few attempts have turned out better than any previous ones. I'm not sure what I'm doing differently...but the few times I've been able to make bread and have it turn out well have been while we were living in an apartment. Just after we got married, we lived in a little 1-bed apartment in Perrysburg. I made babka for Christmas that winter and it turned out beautifully. Every bread making attempt after that was in our house in Kansas. A home built in the late 1890s, aesthetically very beautiful and rich with history - however, the old windows and seams were drafty and not baker-friendly. Now that we are in our cozy little apartment here in Toledo, my bread making has once again been successful. I don't want to live in this apartment forever just to be able to bake good bread, but I'll keep practicing and improving while we're here! :)
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