I ran to the store and the bread was sold out. So I went home and cranked up the oven. Less than an hour later and I have two loves of white rising while I chow down on a slice of honey wheat bread I made yesterday.
I am getting crumbs all over the keyboard as I write this. Homemade bread with boiled cider is now my favorite thing on earth.
All is well in Crisfield. I have been tied up with lessons, working on the new book and that other thing Dear Old Dad doesn’t want me to spill the beans about yet, so we are all safe and happy and keeping busy.
Stay safe, everybody!