I bake sourdough about as often as I’d like, especially since I developed a process around a countertop version of the Estella dough mixer (specifically I have a vevor knockoff of it that cost about 450 dollars). Process is:
feed starter the night before, weigh starter and
water in a bowl, pour into mixer, weigh flour in a dry bowl, put in mixer, turn on mixer, go do other things for 5-8 minutes, turn off mixer, wait 20 minutes, add salt and a bit more water, turn on mixer, watch until dough is cohesive, turn off mixer, set a timer for 20 minutes, when the timer goes off turn on the mixer for 30 seconds or so. Repeat 6-8 times, then shape loaves into baskets and let rise for 90-120 minutes. Then bake in my countertop steam
oven (20 minutes at 490° at 100% humidity, 10 minutes at 400° at 0% humidity)
I would pay, I dunno, probably 600 dollars, for a version of this mixer with an integrated scale and a way to remotely turn it on and off (or even program a schedule/recipe). The steam oven is quite a luxury, the people who made it got bought by Electrolux and discontinued the version that cost 500 dollars to release a new version that has AI Slop (tm) and costs 1100 dollars and has a 10 dollar subscription fee. It’s notoriously prone to failure and difficult to repair. If it breaks I’m very likely to buy a commercial combi steam oven for my home kitchen.
I got the mixer to make brioche. I still don’t make brioche as often as I’d like because I have to make a poolish, and wait for 4 hours, and then rising/stretching/folding/shaping brioche takes like, 6ish hours, and if I don’t start right when I wake up, or forget to do a step on time, or if it looks like it needs more rising time, then I have to bake it after bedtime or I have to make it slow down
enough to bake the next morning, which is a hassle. So basically if I don’t have poolish ready by noon I don’t make brioche anymore, same goes for baguettes.
Aside from these quite silly technical challenges, my biggest obstacle to baking more is that my partner keeps complaining about “simple sugars” and “cholesterol tests” and other nonsense. My mother also complains endlessly about how many bread calories she eats when she visits because the bread tastes so good.