who, me? wagon?

Yep, that’s right. Years later, I’m finally baking that no-knead bread everyone made such a big deal over. I always intended to make it, but never seemed to have availability when the recipe requires it. You’ve heard it before, I know, but this is awesome. It requires maybe ten minutes of your life over a period of about 20 hours, and the result is this:

Can’t think of a better way to inaugurate my use of the apartment’s oven. Almost done with sassymmetrical!