For years, I've had a love-hate relationship with baking bread. It's a domestic skill I never could master, and that bothered me.

When I tried, 4 in 5 loaves flopped. Then, in an act of mercy by the yeast gods, I'd turn out a specimen fit for judging at the Iowa State Fair. Eventually, the outrageous price of store-bought bread led me to a book with an intriguing title — "Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day."

Sure. As if anyone in her right mind would believe tha ...

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