To bread or not to bread.

I was tragically born without a taste for bread... or so I thought. It took me getting pregnant and having really crazy cravings(I say crazy, but for every other sane person in the world craving a sandwich on store bought bread is really not that nuts)for me to find out that I don't hate bread! I just hate the way the majority of this country produces and eats bread. I have discovered that there is not much better than a good slice of bread where the crust is so hard and flaky that it floats all kind of crumbs all over yourself (wouldn't recommend wearing any kind of low cut shirt while eating this kind of bread, unless you like crumbs in your bra) and the inside is chewy and dense. Pretty much every store I go to you squeeze the bread and it leaves a horrible indention like you just mangled a clump of play dough. So because I cannot buy such bread I've decided to go ahead and make it myself. There have been several go arounds and some of it has not turned out that great and therefore become puppy treats(sorry guys), but after a couple trys a bit of googling(is there a right way to spell that?) I've come to my very happy conclusion. Next blog... How to make awesome bread that costs next to nothing and doesn't get stuck to the room of your mouth like old gum. OK so I'll come up with a shorter title, but you get the gist.