Last night marked day #3 of Toddler Harbat’s routine evening meltdown.  It isn’t really possible to put into words what it’s like to see a walking, talking, and rational child into a screaming and flailing wolverine.  When I came home…

I am not crawling back to Team USA ciabatta, though I know it has its good points.  The no-knead easy-peasy ciabatta I made last night was…good.  My wife said it was as good or even better than the Team USA…