….the time when I feel like I actually might have enough spare time soon to create something and blog about it. My usual mandatory attendance at my niece’s soccer game isn’t required this weekend since she’s out of town herself, so I’ve got an extra hour or two to do something for myself.
But of course, I’m so excited about this gap in duties that I can’t decide what I should do. That’s where you come in:
(I will probably end up making Spring’s bacon-and-fruit biscuits anyway, but I figured I should give you as many choices as I could.)
I don’t know what made me decide to try making bread from scratch the first time a few years ago. Honestly, I’m pretty sure it was boredom and a desire for something new. I don’t remember what kind I made, either – I never thought that one loaf would lead me into the fascinating wilds of all kinds of baked goods. It certainly should have been a plain white but knowing myself as I do, it was probably one of the most complicated ones in the book.
My younger brother came to visit right before Christmas. He seems to have a fear of failure, plus a lack of confidence in his own abilities. So the last couple of times he’s come to visit, I made him make bread with me – one of the hardest, and therefore most satisfying, things a person can do in baking.
