Ramp Sourdough Bread
It was 11pm on a Sunday and 4 balls of sourdough dough sat on my counter. They had been rested, stretched, rested again and were nestled in their baskets ready for an overnight proof in the refrigerator.
Then I felt the urge to bake. But why turn the oven on when most people are going to bed? Because I had some very special loaves to work on.