Back when I was single I spent many winters in Florida at the Spirit of the Suwanee RV resort. Had a neighbor who took a liking to me and she had one of those bread makers. It was fine, warm, but next day it tasted like the box the flour came in.
The ducks in the river liked it.

Another neighbor made rolls from scratch and gave me a few every day. Her husband was too numb to notice.

By the way, I'm single again until the 29th. :-)