So, I got ready to make your peasant bread, snit. Started pulling ingredients out of the cupboard, which naturally piqued my wife's curiosity. I told her I was going to make some bread machine bread 'cause I had this new recipe. She informed me that we sold the bread machine on a garage sale five years ago. Now, she has never been wrong about anything in 55 years of marriage, but I still had to go look for myself. Sure nuff, the spot on the garage shelf where the bread machine sat unused for all those years is now occupied by a box of garden gloves. Looks like it's store bought, or a loaf of Jenny's bread for us. I never did like that hole the bread machine paddle made in the bread, anyway...