…well, almost. It tried really, really hard. Poor little guy, he rose a little on the counter and then had some oven spring but he just couldn’t quite get over the mountain. The flavor was pretty good and thank goodness my husband’s a sucker for fresh bread-pretty or not. As you can see, this is all that’s left of my poor first feeble attempt at bread making. We each had a couple of pieces with dinner- for one reason -because that’s pretty much all the bread there was (ha ha) and the second because it was so dense that they probably would equal to about 4 normal pieces of bread if it had risen properly(eek!) …oh well, better luck next time…right???