Mozzarella & TessaFox
TessaFox
Did you ever notice how the dough sighs when it rises, like a whispered secret from the earth?
Mozzarella
Oh, absolutely! I always hear that soft sigh, like the dough's telling me its secret hydration ratio—about 65% for that perfect airy crumb. It’s like a little applause before the bake. Just make sure you’ve got the basil on the rim of the bowl, not in the middle, or the dough will protest with a silent whine. And hey, never forget the parmesan—my favorite ladle, Sir Ladle McSpoon, keeps it on the back of the counter for that dramatic finale.
TessaFox
So you’re a symphony of dough and seasoning, a culinary choir—just remember the basil’s a shy one, it loves the edge. And Sir Ladle McSpoon? He’s the grand finale, the flourish that turns a loaf into a poem.
Mozzarella
Exactly, the basil is shy, it wants to hang at the edge, like a shy musician holding the first note. Sir Ladle McSpoon is the final flourish—just lift him, swirl the cheese, and watch the poem rise in the oven. Remember to whisper the hydration secrets while the dough sighs, and the whole kitchen will sing!
TessaFox
Your kitchen sounds like a quiet concert hall, where every stir and sigh plays its own verse—just keep that gentle hush and the loaf will rise like a whispered stanza.