I was organized. I
was ready. I was getting it done.
In fact, I was making some bread with my new oven.
That photo is a picture of the starter that I
use for it.
Look at all those happy bubbles!!
I haven’t made bread in awhile, and I was wondering if I
could revive my starter. <eeeeeeek!> Thank heavens
he finally woke up and started eating and bubbling.
Then, as it turns out, the new oven has a “bread proofing”
mode! Wow, I didn’t even know to want
that! How perfect, so I popped in my
dough and was just letting it rise…
Meanwhile, I was making name tags for our small group class
at church and I ran out of labels there at the end, so I just needed to run to
Staples for another box of supplies before I could finish.
And then this little baby needed to go to the vet for shots, etc.
It all started out well enough,
but right when I thought I
was home free….
First of all, the dog is fine. J
The bread dough, however, didn’t make it. L
When we came home, I checked the oven, and something about
the new proofing mode didn’t make my dough happy, and it didn’t rise well at
In fact, it’s kinda hard to tell
what went wrong.
It “should’ve” worked beautifully. 100°
thing it was trash day. *Poof*, out it went. All that
potential deliciousness, too… 28 soft-as-puffy-clouds,
yeasty, heavenly rolls. Dead.
And the first batch of name tags that I made?
They’re out with the trash, too.
It seems that they no longer make the kind that I had, so I
had to buy the latest version. Which, of
course, uses a different template and a different badge. Naturally, that meant I had to re-type, re-print
and re-stuff all those name tags that were almost finished!
What can I say???
At least I had easy traffic everywhere I drove.
And I did get everything finished and delivered, put
the trash out, and sat down to watch “In the Kitchen with David” on QVC with a
hot dinner that I didn’t even have to make.
Thank you, Stouffer’s! Not bad
for such a long, crazy day.
(Ina Garten will be David’s guest on Sunday!)
I think I will chillax in a bit and read one of my little
mystery paperbacks, and hope that “Tomorrow is another day”.