For 15 years I chased perfect recipes. Perfect crusts. Perfect Instagram loaves. And I was empty.

The real magic never happened in the recipe book. It happened at 3 a.m., flour on my forearms, when I stopped measuring and started listening.

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This book isn't about baking. It's about what the dough taught me when I shut up and paid attention.

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My 15-year-old sourdough starter is currently on its way to Simon Squibb's Staircase of Dreams. You're early. Stay a while.

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I want to know too.

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First chapter of Against the Grains. No spam. No recipes. Just story.

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