Making bread has such a calming effect, and it takes so little time. Yes, the rising takes a few hours, but the mixing and kneading and separating takes all of fifteen minutes. And when you’re done, you get to put it in a bowl and let it rise and smell the smell of bread dough wafting through your home. And then you see it rise and it’s like magic.
“What’d you do, pull a rabbit out of a hat?”
“No, better! The size of my ball of dough tripled.”
Then you beat it and separate it and let it rise again in the pans, and those two or four or however many teensy balls of dough rise to loaf height. And you put them in the oven for a mere twenty minutes and they rise a bit more! WOW.
I love making bread.