Twelve years ago, I packed up my newborn son and year-old daughter and boarded a plane for San Francisco. I wasn’t visiting family. I didn’t have any work obligations there.

No, I was subjecting myself to the horrors of carrying on a double stroller, two car seats and a pack n’ play for one reason: a loaf of bread.

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Not just any loaf of bread, but Tartine Bakery’s country bread, the grandfather of today’s sourdough craze. Because a dozen years ago, Denver’s bakery scene looked very, very different. (It wouldn’t be until 2015 that I was able to score this high-hydration, long-fermented style of loaf locally — shoutout to Louisville’s Moxie Bread Co. )

If the bread wouldn’t come to me, I figured I’d

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