I had a second-hand bread machine that served me very well for several years, until one day when it started vibrating like crazy and threw itself off the counter mid-knead. The whole lid smashed into about seven pieces and the dough went all over the floor. We still refer to it as “the time the bread maker committed suicide.”

Anyway, that’s how I ended up making all our bread by hand for the next four years or so.

The Princess Bride!

Any other answer is… inconceivable

I threw up during pregnancy once when I had just had OJ and brussel sprouts. It was years before I could take even a sip of orange juice without feeling nauseated all over again.