Monday, April 6
I made my very first yeast bread yesterday -- a delicious milk bread from the Joy of Cooking. Making bread is work, people. There's mixing and kneading and rising, and then there's punching, which was kind of my favorite part (except for the eating). I was so ridiculously proud of myself afterward, it was a little sad. Not as sad as how proud I get of my XBox achievements, but sad nonetheless. Bygones. The point is, I'm turning into Betty freakin' Crocker over here. Something must be done. Right after I make a cinnamon raisin bread next weekend.