Flour, water, salt, and a jar of living starter. Four humble things that, given time, become something extraordinary.
Flour clouds rise as water pours in. The starter, bubbly and alive, joins the bowl. A salty pinch finishes the gather.
What was a shaggy mass becomes smooth, taut, alive. Folded, rested, folded again. Patience is the only real ingredient.
Into the cast iron, into the heat. Steam, crackle, and the slow alchemy of crust forming over crumb.
The reward of patience, baked daily at YesBakery.