Last week, I tried a new recipe that I really liked and will probably make again, but today I made mystandby, make-with-my-eyes-shut recipe. It is a no brain-er, I make it so often. Yet, today, as you can see, it didn’t turn out the way it was supposed to.
Not only does it look wrong,
It’s shorter than normal by about 3 inches. Why would this happen to a seasoned bread baker?
Because Princess Pat fell asleep on my lap (shown here minutes after waking) and if I have learned nothing in my 14 years of being a mother, it’s that babies grow up. The bread over rose and had to be punched down. So what? It will certainly win no beauty contests, but it tastes the way it should. All week, when I go to make toast or sandwiches, I will smile because I chose the better part.
Cooking and baking can wait until tomorrow,
because babies grow up, I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So hush-a-bye flour, bread, go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep!
So my frugal tip for the day is choose memories & love over things – they keep their value and have a better warranty.