The Butcher, The Baker, The Candlestick Maker

Two *awesome* loaves of bread down (so excited about them — they look like the perfect thing to go with soup tonight!) & as soon as the cinnamon rolls warm up & rise to the occasion, so to speak (they were in the fridge), they’ll be ready to cook too & then we’ll have ridiculously unhealthy breakfast for the next two days (well, longer than that, but someone else is providing…).

I love baking bread. I love cookies, it’s true, but that’s partly sweets & immediate gratification. I really love making bread. Some how the delayed gratification and just warm freshly baked bread with butter & a good soup. I cannot wait for dinner.

Have I mentioned that I love vacation? I love vacation.