Strange attitudes before Memorial Day

It’s Memorial Day weekend. People are stocking up on beer, beef, and other cook-out essentials. Cheap little American flags are everywhere. Red, white, and blue covers everything. It feels less like a day to remember the dead and more like a prelude to the patriotic orgies of Independence Day. In the grocery store I see spray-tanned soccer moms and middle-aged men with swollen bellies preparing for the long weekend, for the retreat to the lake or grazing by the pool. Here are the people that swell with pride when a terrorist camp is vaporized by a Patriot missile or get choked up when a soldier is killed or the Star Spangled Banner plays before a football game. They love Jesus and George Washington, but haven’t read the Bible or any of the founding documents. They believe in the pageantry of the holiday, but don’t really care about its core meaning. They’ll go to the parade, walk to the cemetery, and talk in somber voices about “duty” and “sacrifice,” but would never dream of doing either of those things. Would they give up their Bud Light and barbecue if it meant protecting the country they claim to love? I sure as hell don’t know, but I’d wager they wouldn’t. Instead they’re content to let other people, other people’s kids do the dirty work. Yes, it’s a terrible price to pay, but if I can sip a domestic brew by the pool then it’s a price that must be paid. Raise taxes to care for those veterans? Hell no! I earned that money, I need that money. Now let me enjoy my long weekend and spend my money. How depraved it is to turn into a holiday about remembrance into an act of consumerism.

These are the same people that gush about liberty, the Constitution, and the American Way, but don’t bother to understand what any of that means. The government is spying on its citizens in violation of the Fourth Amendment? Well, if you have nothing to hide. Journalists and the press are eyed with suspicion and derision? They should get in line and support their country! Love it or leave it! Protestors are exercising their First Amendment right? Lock ‘em up for all I care. The police are running rampant and becoming militarized? Good, it makes me feel safe. They dream of overthrowing a tyrannical government with their hunting rifles and shotguns without realizing that by supporting enormous military spending that a revolution would get smothered in the crib.

They live in poverty, or on the verge of bankruptcy, but vote for politicians that push their faces deeper into the mud. These politicians distract with talk about the salvation of hard work, the strength of Christian morals, and how the immigrants and leftists are the ones ruining America, not the nihilistic bankers that would pillage the country if it meant a better bottom line.

How does this tie into Memorial Day? It’s because the people who faithfully observe the holiday don’t seem to understand that the men and women that sacrificed themselves did it to protect the country from the threat of mindless tyranny. Granted, many of these people also fought for their loved ones, and in recent years for the chance at a slight boost up the social ladder, but at the end of the day there was that kernel of defending life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That may not have been the case, but they believed that that was what they fought to protect.

Case-in-point, two days ago, Greg Gianforte won the special election in Montana. Four days ago, his name wouldn’t have meant too much to people not from Montana. His name may have been heard in passing, and he may have been known as the Republican candidate running for office, but now he’s the guy that body slammed a journalist. He still won. Now, his punching a journalist probably didn’t clinch the election for him since Montana allows early voting and he may have already won his seat.

Still, what if that punch had happened a week before the election, or a month, or before the opening of early voting? Would it have sunk his chances of winning or only gained him points? We can never really know, but it seems like we are sliding into an era of American history where thuggish authoritarianism is preferable to democracy. A congressional candidate goes pro-wrestler on a journalist and the president talks about turning libel into a chance to censor dissent. That’s not to say there aren’t conservatives appalled by this behavior but this trend toward an American dictatorship is…troubling, to put it lightly.

There is also this shift toward adherence to civic religion, or the idea of worshiping the state. It’s a strange mix of nationalism and the belief that our country is nearly perfect if not perfect already. This ignores the fact that for a democracy to work, and work well, you need vocal skeptics and critics. Why are we doing this? What will this accomplish? Where is your evidence? This doesn’t make sense. Why aren’t we doing X instead of Y? It also means patience and dedication. The time to gather information, turn it into a policy, then defend it before the nation. It seems that people don’t want that, they want instant fixes without the annoyance of sacrifice or delay. Mind you, this applies to the left and the right. The right screeches about Constitutionality and “American values,” but goes on the defense when it comes to questioning police power, military intervention, or social oppression. Meanwhile, the left thinks that bumper stickers and timid rallies will make an impact because the alternative is too daunting or dangerous. And both sides still celebrate Memorial Day with the same vigor, despite lacking the self-awareness to realize that they are doing it on reflex without pausing to consider the weight behind the holiday.

How many of us would be willing to sacrifice for freedom, true civic freedom? I’m not talking about giving an arm and a leg, or even your life, but sacrificing a little time and money to help stem the rushing tide of authoritarianism in America.

How about those burgers and beers on Memorial Day?

How about voting or doing more than attending a single rally and patting yourself on the back?

How about just reading, knowing and defending the Constitution?

There are cheap fireworks exploding in the distance, and on an afternoon walk I smelled burning charcoal for a pre-Memorial Day barbecue. I have nothing against these things, but how many people recognize that Memorial Day should be a somber reflection about the price of civil liberties and the duty to make sure those men and women didn’t die in vain?

Go, enjoy your food and drink and parades and fireworks and time at the lake, but don’t pretend you care about freedom then cheer on a thug that punches journalists or a tinpot king that celebrates violence and cronyism.


Selling Affection

It’s Mother’s Day tomorrow, and although I love my mom, I despise these holidays.

Why? Is it because I’m an emotionally crippled Scrooge who hates seeing happy people?


But I’m more inclined to say I hate these holidays because they put a price tag on affection. When you get down to the core of these holidays, it’s pretty depraved. “Hey mom, my love for you is worth approximately $30. Here’s a chintzy card with a schmaltzy platitude and a gift card to Red Lobster. Thanks for my existence!”

Now, I have no problem with showing gratitude in the form of gifts. It’s a handy way of expressing appreciation, but the way these holidays operate is on such a shallow level. Instead of buying mom a card, why don’t you call her or write her a letter? Instead of buying her a gift card, why not treat her to dinner? Hell, why not make her dinner? The same applies to Father’s Day, birthdays, Christmas, and Valentine’s Day.

It seems like we’ve gotten into a social arms race injected with a healthy dose of consumerism. It feels like our communication, both verbal and nonverbal, has been stunted and replaced with heaps of plastic and gaudy displays. It’s an ugly part of social capitalism. We have turned our care into capital, and treat our relationships like an exchange system. Let’s see, mom gave birth to me so she’s worth this much, dad contributed to the project known as “me” so he’s worth this much, and my significant other is worth this much.

Look, I understand why we give gifts. It’s a simple sacrifice. I care about you and am willing to deprive myself of something to give you something in return. The problem is that we have turned it into an isolated exercise, a series of materialistic holidays where, if you don’t spend x amount on the people you love then you must be a cheapskate or an ungrateful bastard.

So why does it have to be organized? Why does it have to be a bizarre example of peacocking? Also, why do we even need these holidays to remind us to appreciate the people we care about?

If you love your parent(s), or your significant other then why does there have to be a day on the calendar to explicitly show that affection? Shouldn’t that be, y’know, every day?

What about Christmas? We talk about family, we talk about world peace, but why does it have to be one day, or one month? Shouldn’t we aspire to appreciate those things year-round without the need to express that appreciation via an orgy of buying and heart attack-inducing stress?

The worst part of this is that we bought into it voluntarily. Nobody held a gun to our head and demanded a spending quota. Hallmark and Macy’s don’t have armed thugs coercing the passerby into buying overpriced greeting cards or trinkets. The federal government isn’t threatening to arrest you if you don’t spend enough money on your loved ones. That’s one beauty of capitalism: it can be fought with very little effort. Simply don’t engage.

Now, for the sake of transparency I bought my mom and other mother figures a card and a small gift.  I’m just as manipulated as everyone else, and I can’t decide which is better: artificially induced guilt or feeling disgusted with myself for buying into “it.” Why should any of us feel guilty, though? All this is is turning love into a physical commodity. It seems like we have forgotten the ability to deal with abstracts, so we panic and grasp for tokens to deal with the emotional crisis.

My plea is not to never ever buy something for a person you love, or to not participate in any of the personal holidays, but simply remember that you aren’t scum if you don’t buy a blood diamond or an overpriced card cranked out by overworked and cynical office employees. Instead, just remember that something as simple as a phone call or a heartfelt message, or an act of kindness means a helluva lot more than a worthless trinket that wraps a price tag around the necks of people you love.

Happy Mother’s Day, and try not to get sucked into the stupidity.

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This is Helping, Right? May Day, Online Petitions, and Activism

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Today is May Day, or International Workers’ Day, a holiday created in remembrance of those killed in the the Haymarket affair, a violent clash between police and workers in Chicago demanding better working conditions with the 8-hour workday being at the top of the list. In the United States, we celebrate our version of May Day on Labor Day in September, but the spirit of the holiday is still there. The problem is that it would be more meaningful for the United States to celebrate May Day, it would show solidarity with the rest of the world and that the only major difference between workers is the place they call home.

Imagine if it was a mandatory day off in the United States? No grocery stores open, no gas stations, no shops, no schools, no TV or radio. A day to remind everyone that we all play a significant part in society and ought to be treated as such. As automation looms on the horizon it would be easy to discard workers as soon as a better deal comes along, but that ignores their inherent humanity. The issue now isn’t the 8-hour work day, it’s a living wage, practical benefits, and a chance to thrive no matter what the occupation. Some might argue that a fast food worker isn’t as important as a doctor, but does that mean the McDonald’s employee shouldn’t be able to afford a home, a car, the occasional vacation? That they shouldn’t have access to healthcare or a retirement plan? There was a time when a factory worker had access to these things, and its safe to say that we were in better shape as a country.

So, what happened?

Calls for deregulation in the 1970s followed by the breaking of union power in the 1980s helped with this. The adoption of “trickle down economics” in the Reagan administration allowed by insane tax cuts helped distance the owners from the workers. Why should someone pay their workers better if there isn’t the threat of government intervention?

Now the worker has almost nonexistent power, wages haven’t increased to coincide with inflation, and the income gap keeps growing while the middle class shrinks.

How can this be fixed? Some might argue that awareness is key. Every morning when I check my email there’s a new slew of petitions for this cause, or that cause, and I never sign them. I never sign them because it’s an excuse to feel like I did something without really doing anything. Signing a petition entitled, “Raise the minimum wage to a LIVING wage! Sign if you agree!!1!!1” is about as effective as making a Facebook post that adds value to one like or one share. It’s self-congratulatory and isn’t helping. Even if 10,000 people sign a petition that won’t get the attention of the government. That’s .0033 percent of the population. In a group of 100 people that would be a third of a person voicing their discontent.

Corporations won’t listen either, because a petition means nothing to them. They operate based on the bottom line, and unless something directly negatively affects their profit margin, they will not listen.

The other problem with petitions is that they are disorganized and have no bargaining power. Sure, we want living wages that match inflation, but what will we do if we don’t get it?

The most obvious answer is a total boycott of a certain company while threatening to vote for only politicians that support this goal. This requires concentration and dedication. So what does that mean? It means actually doing something that might cause you a little discomfort.

For example, when I worked at McDonald’s, I made around $9 an hour, give or take a few cents. I figured that if I worked 40 hours a week and was taxed 15 percent, I would have had a yearly income of $14,688, which would have been okay for a single guy. What about a single parent with one kid?

Below the poverty line.

Two kids? Even worse.

This information is, admittedly, a little outdated, but its sentiment is still true today.

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Now, I know there are some who will fold their arms and grumble about personal responsibility and that it’s not the taxpayer’s problem to fund someone’s life. All callousness aside, I’ll half-agree, but because I believe it should be the corporation’s problem.

How do we fix the problem? A fairly simple demand:

Pay your workers a living wage (about $15/hour), keep food prices the same, or we won’t give you money.

We have grown far too complacent when it comes to injustice. I understand, sharing information on social media, signing petitions, and talking to people about issues is a great way to raise awareness, but that awareness will not translate to results if there isn’t pressure behind it. Getting Bernie Sanders, or someone like him, into office would have started the process but there needs to be public participation too. It means making some minor sacrifices, and the funny thing is these sacrifices don’t require much effort. Don’t like how fast food workers are treated? Don’t buy fast food. See? You’re already doing something. But if you complain about how fast food workers are treated then go to McDonald’s for lunch, it rings hollow. You become a self-righteous hypocrite who cares more about the perception that you did something rather than actually doing something.

So on this International Workers’ Day, remember all the people that you directly or indirectly rely on for your lifestyle, remember that they are people too who deserve more than the bare minimum, and before you sign any petitions, click “share,” or make a lengthy post about the plight of workers (I know, I’m doing that right now…) consider whether or not you really mean it.

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Ada’s Progress: Interview with Township Supervisor George Haga

In this interview, Ada Township Supervisor George Haga discusses the progress being made on Envision Ada, a public-private project that hopes to re-imagine and revitalize the village of Ada, Michigan, situated on M-21.

One key issue is the raising of Ada Drive, the main street of Ada, to avoid flooding. That part of the project will take place over the course of the summer in 2017. This has required cooperation with the businesses affected by the construction work. While this phase has made parts of Ada more difficult to access, it is a key portion of Envision Ada and will help usher in future construction projects.

The Kids Are Alright: College Students Engage With Politics in The Age of Trump

Adam Jones & Josh Scott

ALLENDALE, Mich. — 2016 marked for a lot of millennials the first time being politically engaged, even if it was just casting a vote. It’s normal for twenty-somethings to get politically involved, but in an environment dominated by anger, apathy, and anxiety over the future, young people today are engaging in a number of unique ways to make a difference.

20170126_122112Even in a quiet city like Grand Rapids, the nights came alive with anti-Trump banners and the shouting of slogans as concerned citizens, many of them young people and students, marched around Grand Rapids. It felt electric and flammable, like anything or anyone could kick off something bigger. The protests have died down, and some of the tension has dissipated, but people are still looking for a way to get involved. The question now is what is the solution?

“I think there’s a difference with this generation and its protest moment compared to mine. The access students have to social media eliminates the gatekeepers, so that a movement can spread with no organized central leadership.”

Millennials are the generation born from the 1980s until the late 1990s. The cohort is recognizable for being the most educated, least religious, and largest generation since the baby boomers. They also grew up as smartphones and internet culture came to the forefront of the national consciousness.

The generation now matches the number of baby boomers as a share of the electorate, and their political views and the way in which they perceive engagement is shaped by the prominent issues of there upbringing and their sophisticated use of technology. They came of age when the increasing political partisanship dominated the national scene, the first black president occupied the white house, and the United States was engaged in seemingly endless conflict under the threat of terrorism. Many had seen there families personally effected by the financial crash of 2008 and subsequent Great Recession. They have higher rates of entrepreneurship and tend to marry later than previous generations. Now At Grand Valley State University, along with colleges across the country, many of the 75 million millennials are making their way through institutions of secondary education and flexing there political muscles.

To Protest and March

Protests are a time tested way for students to get engaged with the political process. On January 31. a group of 30 students crowded into the main atrium of Kirkhof center for the “Sit-in Against Trump.” The event was meant to as a response to President Trump’s immigration ban and restrictions placed on travelers from a dozen majority-Muslim countries. The students chanted “No ban, no wall, this country is for all” and “Show me what democracy looks like – this is what democracy looks like”, waving signs as pedestrians passed through the hallway.

The organizers also wanted to send a message to university president Thomas Haas, who sent an email out to the student body, that they wanted more action taken to protect foreign and undocumented immigrant students. “We wanted to send a message, and that was the best place on campus, you can’t really avoid it,”  said Chelsea Ayotte, a participant in the protest.

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This protest was just one of several planned from the time of the election of Trump into the weeks after his inauguration. On December 10 students marched through the campus chanting “Not my President.” Later a largely student group rallied in support of immigrants and refugees on the blue bridge near the downtown Devos Campus on January 26. The 2016 election and its aftermath spurred the largest outburst of protest that the Grand Valley campus has seen in years, if not decades. A number of student have been motivated to bring activism to their campus  by the success of nationally staged protests such as the March for Women or Sanctuary Campus movement which seeks to shield illegal immigrants from deportation at universities.

“I think there’s a difference with this generation and its protest moment compared to mine,” said Louis Moore, a History Professor at Grand Valley. “The access students have to social media eliminates the gatekeepers, so that a movement can spread with no organized central leadership.”

Moore said that he believes the widespread use of smart phones and unprecedented political climate is driving students to become engaged with activism. “There’s multiple causes that have really come to the forefront,” said Moore. “The space is open for people to get there ideas out there to the public.”

Electoral Politics

Minutes away from where the Kirkhof sit-in took place, other students engage in a more buttoned-down approach to political participation. The Grand Valley student senate is an elected body of students that plans events, addresses student concerns, and controls funding for activities as different as intramural sports and greek life. The senate’s general assembly meets every Thursday throughout the school year in the Pere Marquette room of Kirkhof Center.

Many students participate in their schools electoral bodies, but this group is often just a small segment of the student population at large. Still the various committees of and panels of senators have attempted to reach out to the college community by holding conferences, like when a string of sexual assaults took place in Allendale in the fall of 2016, or allow concerned individual to attend there meetings and voice there concerns.

Sean O’Melia is was a student senator for the last three years. He was interested in getting involved with student senate because he thought it would give him experience of working as a team with other people and achieving different projects for the student body. “Its been really fun. It was the best decision I made in college and I got the opportunity to plan events and really go over the budget in a way that was important to alot of students,” said O’Melia.

Some students have even taken the leap into local politics like junior River Gibbs. Gibbs ran for a seat on the four-person Georgetown Township board of trustees in the 2016 election. He was spurred by a lifelong interest in politics to run for student senate and then find a way to represent young people in his hometown. “Its very uncommon, I was the youngest person to run,” said Gibbs. “It was mortifying.”

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After finding out about an opening on the board, Gibbs received the 1500 signatures necessary to get his name on the ballot. Running as an independent in a seven person primary, the college student was given a variety of reactions to his candidacy by those he approached. “Most of the time they were like ‘okay kid’ or laughed, but sometimes they were curious about why I was running,” he said. Gibbs felt pride when he first saw one of his campaign signs destroyed, quipping that at least voters were taking his candidacy serious enough to be angry at him.

While Gibbs lost the election, he says that he did gain insight into how to further his political career, and balancing it with other priorities. “It was otherwise really surprisingly uneventful to actually run,” said Gibbs. “Still be very cautious. If you’re a student and not 100% sure you want this, don’t do it!”

Wesley Wilson was another student who ran for elected office, and won it. Wilson joined the board of Mona Shore Public Schools last year after running unopposed. “I initially was not going to do it because I thought there is no way I could get elected and I would be busy with school,  but I finally decided to put my name in and run because at the time I was thinking “what’s the worst that could happen'” said Wilson.  He said that the seat wasn’t known by anyone to be open but it ended up being so when he asked the school clerk. “I stayed up all night of the filing deadline to see if anyone else did when they refreshed the page at 10 and I saw I was the only other person and I realized then I got the seat,” said Wilson. He thinks that the board is a feasible way for him to understand procedure for a position in the future and the ability to represent young people effectively since the majority of members are in there 40s or 50s.

Clubs and Civic Organizations

Many students opt to engage with politics through various clubs and chapter organizations at the university. The most notable ones are the student democrats and young republicans, but there is an array of different groups that agitate for change and promote activism apart from partisan politics. There is Turning Point U.S.A., a group devoted primarily to protecting free speech and libertarian ideas, as well as the philosophy club which holds events downtown and encourages dialogue. The Black Lives Matter matter movement has sprouted up throughout the country spurring action on behalf of people of color in neighborhoods and college campuses against police abuses and systematic racial disparities.

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“My cause for service is informing and fighting again racial inequality, racial equity, addressing these issues within the institutions around me whether that’s GVSU, Southfield, or in my classrooms” said Antoinette Jackson, former president of the Grand Valley chapter of the National Association for The Advancement of Colored People. (NAACP). Jackson became involved with the group after encouragement from the professor of her african-american history class.

Jackson said that the experience of being a student of color, particularly a black woman, can make experiences on the overwhelmingly white campus uncomfortable at times, but that she hopes through activism and education that she can bring awareness to the issue.  ” I hope that GVSU students can keep the ball rolling long after I leave and work to create a better culturally aware, sensitive, and “WOKE” campus. My first Rally I organized was with NAACP “standing in solidarity with MIzzou”, that inspired me to unite and learn to stop what your doing and stand with your brothers and sisters,” said Jackson.

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Writing Update: Price Changes, Revisions, and Patreon


I feel like it’s been a minute since I’ve talked about In the Land of God. Has it? I don’t know, but it sure seems like it. Not that I expect you guys and gals and everyone-in-between to be keeping tabs on my one and only novel the way I do, but on the off chance you do and have some questions, here are the answers.


Thanks to a helpful aunt with a keen eye, I’ve made some corrections to the first edition of In the Land of God. Nothing too major, and nothing that fundamentally changes the plot, just some grammatical mistakes that slipped through the cracks, and a few added/removed phrases that worked/didn’t work. Also, due to a formatting change, I had to increase the price of the paperback to $12 (USD) to maintain the expanded distribution, but at the same time I’ve changed the price of the eBook. Which brings me to…

eBook Version:

If you have bought an eBook version of In the Land of God prior to Monday,  or purchased a paperback copy at any time, let me know here, or drop me a line at the following email address:

It’s a PDF copy of the novel, and it is e-reader friendly. For the paperback purchasers who want the revised version of the manuscript, all I ask is that you take a picture of your copy with the barcode and I’ll send that file your way. Again, it’s nothing drastically different in terms of content, just a better product.

Speaking of the eBook version, I have reduced the price to $0.99 (USD). I know that some would argue that lowering the price seems to indicate a cheapening of the content, but in my opinion it’s simple economics. You and I both know that if we see something priced at less than a dollar (even if it’s a cent) we don’t have too many scruples with clicking “buy.” And at the same time, I felt that it was fair to reduce the price of the eBook to $0.99 since I had to raise the paperback price by two dollars.


The final bit of business and what constitutes as “news” for me is that I have started a Patreon page. For those of you who don’t know what Patreon is, it’s basically a way for independent content creators to make a little cash on the side in the way of donations. Right now, if you pledge $1 you get a free copy of the eBook, and it keeps the content free. Now, for someone who might be thinking, “But Adam, is this going to mean the end of the blog?” (some might say, “Oh thank God.”) my answer is a resounding no. I do this for fun (and maybe getting some book sales). The $1 pledge comes down to being a token of appreciation. I will never, never, NEVER figure out a way to throw up a paywall. Without getting too deep into my personal ideology, I don’t think that people should be extorted when it comes to creative content. If you enjoy what you consume, then I think you should pay for it, but at the same time I don’t believe there should be barriers to independent creatives. It hurts the audience and it hurts the artist.

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A lute continua (the struggle continues)

Homemade Bread Recipe (Random post)

It’s come to this…a recipe a post.

The shame! The lamentations! The predictability! The wailing and gnashing of teeth!

Usually I wouldn’t do this, because it just reeks of “suburban soccer mom (or soccer dad, no need to be sexist) who doesn’t know what else to write about.”

Still, here we are. I’ll keep it short and sweet.

In my defense! It’s a cheap product, totally vegan, and if we’re being honest with ourselves we could all use a little less processed food in our lives. Also, I wrote a novel about people living on a farm, so…homemade bread ties in that way? I dunno, now I’m just grasping at straws. Here’s the recipe.


5 1/2 to 6 cups of all-purpose flour (1,440 ml) (This isn’t a strict number, as you’ll probably want a little extra when you’re kneading the dough; keep the bag handy)

4 1/4 teaspoons of active dry yeast (about 25 ml)

2 teaspoons of salt (about 10 ml)

2 cups of warm water (480 ml) 

*Note: The metric units might be off since I’m from the States, but converters are pretty handy if you’re looking to try this and you’re not from here.


1. Combine 2 cups of flour, the yeast and the salt, and add the warm water. Mix until it thickens, then add the rest of the flour.

2. Turn out the dough onto a lightly floured surface (I use a large plate since it helps keep the flour contained) and knead in flour until the dough is stiff, smooth, and a little elastic. It takes about ten minutes of kneading to get it to the right consistency.

3. Form into a ball and lightly grease with olive oil (just a thin film) and place in a large plastic bag. Set it somewhere warm to rise for about 1 hour (I just put it under the stovetop lamp and that works like a charm). It should rise to double its original size.

4. After an hour, remove from bag and place in a pan. With a sharp knife, make three X’s on the top of the loaf about 1/4 inch deep (just eyeball it; not too shallow, but not too deep)

5. Set the oven to 375 degrees (about 190 degrees Celsius) and place in the oven for 45 minutes.

It’s based on a French Bread recipe I found in an old cookbook, but I modified it a little bit to make it slightly easier.
Hope it turns out as well for you as it turned out for me!
This was just a little break from the usual content, and I’m pretty damn proud of myself to be honest. There’s another recipe I’ll probably share in the future based on the “Hemingway Burger,” and that feels a little more appropriate given the origin.

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