My dad taught me a lot of things, including an appreciation for food. He imbibed my life with flavors from a young age; when my mom would work late we would often spend the evening in the kitchen crafting dishes that my parents were often told “weren’t for kids.” I have fond memories of pretending that we were on a cooking show, eating lamb shanks, and basking in the warm smells that emanated from the kitchen on a chilly night. My parents were both accomplished in the kitchen, and they did their best to pass their skills along to me, something for which I am immeasurably grateful. It is in this vein that I am starting this project. One of my favorite things that my dad would make was bread, and since he is no longer here, I plan to take up the mantle and create in his absence. This journey is a tribute to him, and the skills that he did his best to provide me with, both in and out of the kitchen. I plan to make one or two recipes a week out of Beard on Bread from James Beard, and relate my experience and thoughts here as I journal my way through the 100 recipes. I hope to come to an even greater appreciation for baking, learn something about myself, and pay a tribute to the man that helped knead my own life into its current form.