This afternoon I poked my head in on Gennifer and Erika having their mani's and pedi's. I was going to join them, but I had too much running around to do to get ready to leave in the morning.
I was in bed with teeth brushed when I heard the DING indicating the bread was finished! I headed down the hall, following the heavenly aroma of fresh baked yeast bread, and stood there at the butcher block island with Greg slathering butter on this soft doughy goodness. We have had more fun on our bread baking adventure this past couple of weeks. In our 30 years of marriage, we have NEVER cooked together. This has been fun! Stay tuned to see what kind of carbohydrate concoctions we come up with next. I leave you with one last photo. I was laying in bed last night and remembered about a framed flour sak I had. My Dad's Aunt and Uncle owned and operated a bakery when my Dad was little. My Dad had an original flour sak from her bakery that he took and had matted and framed. I wound up with this many years ago, and I had put it away. I guess I better get it back up in my kitchen if we are going to have a boulangerie.
See you in a few days.