Did yours sound like it was breathing too? Mine does this low groan when the wind hits the stack and it freaks me out every time. That hiss would've sent me straight inside for a beer.

I read a thing from a pastry chef who said she tastes her ganache exactly once and writes the note right on the tub lid. Two spoons max, then walk away, that part hit home.

Wondering if that Walt guy knows anything about the other old factories in the area too, because there's a textile mill down the road from me that's the same kind of deal, machines still threaded and everything. A buddy of mine actually snuck into the Webster place through a side door about five years back and said the front office still had papers and coffee mugs sitting out like everyone just vanished. Sounds like the city keeps talking about cleanup but nothing ever moves, so if you go, watch for the busted window on the loading dock side.