After about two hours
I lifted the dough ball rather gingerly out of the bowl and laid it on a floured countertop, where I cut the whole thing in half, rolled the halves into logs, and each log into quarters. The ends of the logs became rounds and the middles were rectangles.
Post-baking. I didn't let them get too brown because I knew I'd be reheating anything I didn't eat immediately in the oven and didn't want to overdo it.
And, for dessert, butter and honey. I also, like a small French child, really love butter and jam on hot bread, but I used up my jam already and am not buying more until after I'm settled in the new place.
And there is a new place! I will not have to take to the internet, begging for couch space! I've already commenced Beta Move, in which I carry over a couple totebags of stuff at a time, with Actual Move to happen sometime later this month.