The morning staff is now here, which means less room to work in our tiny kitchen. The list is getting checked off. The blueberries are heated and strained, the béchamel made, squash is prepped, soup is on, tomatoes marinating, mushrooms sliced down on the mandolin, bacon is done, chx stock is reducing, pasta doughs are both resting in the fridge.

Time to deliver the cinnamon rolls, which were slow to proof today for some reason. This is another reason cooks find baking frustrating. Rising dough is feminine in gender. It is mysterious, requires love and attention, but can be oh, so, intoxicating. You can’t rush her. Patience is your virtue here.

Printer is out of paper…