I'd like to inform the world that I successfully completed the task that every woman must complete to be considered a grown up. I made bread dough AND IT WORKED. It turned into some dang good flapjacks, but it just as easily could've turned into rolls or a homemade loaf of bread. Last year I tried making this very recipe three different times. I think there's something about having your own pyrex glass measuring dish that changes things up a little bit. I rock.