Get baked!
I’ve been on a bread-baking bender for the past month. I realized that my bread compulsion might have crossed the line from “enthusiasm” to “problem” when I found myself standing in the kitchen at two in the morning, waiting for a batch of bagels to complete its final rise. My brother, visiting for the night, was curled up on the futon, sick, miserable and complaining about having to wait up so he could help me time the bagel boiling (a delicate operation best performed with an assistant).
I’m glad we persevered. What are siblings for, after all, if not to drag you out of bed to...
I didn't think anyone else in the world shared my obsession with bread-baking.
As a hopeful '13-er with SCEA sprinkled on top, you have just given me my number one reason for wanting to attend Yale.