I never thought we would be here, but it totally makes sense.. growing up in an Italian home, cooking and baking was eventful for the women in our household. My love for all things food, started in a small,  Anaheim Hills, California home.. right smack dap in the middle of an orchard. 

Skipping quite a few years ahead, my food ventures remained consistently European, when, marrying a Basque man, good food and plenty of hearty breads were always a feature on our table. 

Baking bread was a necessity that came out of a few weeks, although it seemed like months, of bare minimum in my pantry. That's when flour, water and yeast, became mine, and my husbands best friend! It caught up to us though, and no longer did that wonderfully fluffy bread feel yummy in our tummies, but it felt more like indigestible heaps of glue that never sat well. Did I forget to mention I also am a food blogger! My original blog, Dalla Mia Cucina, was all about sweets, pastries.. and bread! Being a blogger who reviewed product, and photographed desserts, I made it my aim to have a very distinct palate. 

I can assure you that I know what good bread tastes like!