April 2, 2018

New York City and Bread


So, in the event you aren't on Twitter...


Man-Child headed out last night about 9:00 pm - destination NYC.  By himself.  I did not approve of this solo venture...but what could I say, because The Husband so astutely pointed out - he IS an adult (technically).  He also reminded me that when he was Man-Child's age he moved to Houston alone.  And that I was married when I was at that age.  Funny how when you are on this side - the parent side - your child/adult child doesn't seem to be old enough for things that you did at that age.

As a side note, Man-Child just called me in a panic - it seems he has lost his glasses.  You know, the things he needs to see (and drive) with...*sigh*  We are hoping he finds them - otherwise huge hassle.  Which he very well may - he "lost" his wallet right before he left only to find it under a pile of clothes. *sigh*

Why he continues to insist that he doesn't need them all the time, I'll never know.  But I do know this - based on how often he is squinting to see something far away he will have a major case of crow's feet before he hits thirty.

And then we segue to bread...

Remember WAY back to the time when I actually made homemade bread successfully?  Yeah, I can't believe it's been seven years either...so much for that recipe being a "keeper."  During this time off, I thought it would be a good idea to try that recipe again...seven years later.

Way back then I bookmarked the site but that bookmark will not let me see the recipe anymore.  It took me awhile but eventually it occurred to me that I may have blogged about it...and viola a quick search proved that I did AND I not only included the link, the full recipe and how I did it.  And that folks is why you should blog about EVERY LITTLE THING - eventually it will come in handy.

So I set about bread making.  The result - NOTHING like the original.  In fact, it was SO awful that it went straight into the trash.  Then it became a mission - that was postponed because of Easter.

Our Easter was spent with great friends and wonderful food.  The Husband thought I was crazy when I set up the bread fifteen minutes before they were to arrive - but he doesn't seem to understand - there is a time formula here.  The bread must set up for a long time...so I needed to start it then in order to be held hostage at home this morning until it was time to bake...as I noted in the link above...if you have about 16 hours to kill...

Here's today's version...


I was pleased with the result.  The crust was crisp and the bread tasty.  The Husband?  He thought it ok but hadn't risen as much as the original.

So I searched out the photo from before...



Hmmm...maybe he's right.  *sigh* Back to the drawing board for me.  Although, it will have on a weekend...see 16 hours/being held hostage.




4 comments:

  1. Oh goodness! I hope he found his glasses!! And I hope he has a wonderful time!

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  2. That bread looks delicious to me. And I too will keep my fingers crossed hoping that MC gets home in one piece, with glasses. :-)

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  3. How funny that we both had bread disasters that same weekend! Lad is in college in New York - outside the city though. After Easter he went into the city to stay at some apartment. This was info that I wish he had shared with me AFTER he was safely back in his dorm. My jetlag from Scotland had me waking up at weird times and that night I laid there worrying that he wasn't doing something stupid. Thankfully Lad doesn't wear glasses, because his would be constantly missing.

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  4. You'll have to tell me what your son did in NYC. This July we're taking two of our sons there and need some insider tips (especially since your son is close in age to Jonathan).

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