The recipe looked easy enough: Mix up the 4-ingredient dough in the evening and let it rise overnight. Stretch and fold it, give it a short rest, and then roll it out. A biscuit cutter and some cast iron skillets warming on the stove were the final pieces. Ease them onto the hot surface and griddle for seven minutes a side.
"What are you doing?" Gary asked when he came downstairs this morning.
"I'm making English muffins!" I told him.
He looked skeptical.
I shrugged. "We'll see."
Thirty minutes later? We were buttering our muffins.
Fork split and toasted, they looked store-bought, but they were much crisper on the outside and tender on the inside than those.
"These are outstanding," Gary declared.
I'd call that a success.