Totally baking the shit out of this bread.

Got me a baguette pan over at Someone's In The Kitchen, a place full of implements of food preparation so over-priced as to be hilarious. I walked around in it snorting and snickering to beat all hell.

"A spoon for 9 bucks? Does it come with a blowjob?" Har, har.

I did find a baguette pan for seven fifty, though. Excuse me. I mean seven fiddy. (Working on my hip factor, see).

And I took that fucking pan home and started baking liked a crazed lunatic. Flour everywhere. Fucking kneading, man. Letting the dough rest and rise like a sumbitch.

Gimme an apron and I turn into such a badass I make Chuck Norris look like a Teletubby.