Ron and I stayed home last night and baked bread. And that’s not a euphemism for anything. We went to Dominick’s and got flour, yeast and sugar and came home and made a two-pound loaf of wheat bread with the bread machine. There is something so magical about making bread. It reminds me of the Calvin and Hobbes comic where they are putting bread in a toaster:
Calvin: Wanna see something weird? Watch. You put bread in this slot and push down this lever… then in a few minutes, toast pops up!
Hobbes: Wow. Where does the bread go?
Calvin: Beats me. Isn’t that weird?
Ron stood over the bread machine hypnotized as the bread rose and doubled in size and we watched the first Addams Family movie while it baked. And then we ate it with full-fat salted Land O’ Lakes butter and pure peanut butter. Yum yum.
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