I’m a 51-Year-Old Woman Wearing a Tiara in My Kitchen While Kneading Sourdough. Here’s Why.
This post may contain affiliate links. You can read my full affiliate disclosure _here. There’s a ball of sourdough on my counter and a crown on my head. Glittery, ridiculous, a little lopsided. The crown, I mean. The dough is perfect. You might think I’m being silly. Or extra. Or having a midlife crisis. But…
