Before Alex and I became a bit obsessed with pizza dough, I don’t think I’d ever made the same bread product again and again (…and again and again…). In doing so, I learned I had a hard time consistently making the same dough. Sometimes my dough was perfect and chewy, sometimes it was too dense. After a long time of shifting guilt around the kitchen (did I not knead long enough? did I knead too long? is this yeast not good? did I put in too much salt?), I finally started eying up my flour.
Around the same time, I also happened to encounter several different articles on food blogs and in cookbooks that were beseeching home cooks (like yours truly) to measure flour with a scale, not by the cup. This article, by Gluten Free Girl, was especially compelling. I started talking about ordering a scale. And then, about a week later, I came home to a package on the door step addressed to me. Alex bought me a scale without telling me (isn’t he the best?!).
So many things to measure! We were grabbing stuff from around the house and piling the scale high. Does Alex’s iPod weigh 101g, like it says on the package? Why, yes, it does.





