makin' bread

my mom makes fantastic bread. she taught me as a teenager, but of course, I thought that I would never need to know how to make bread. At that point in my life, I thought I was some type of feminist and I was not going to be doing anything that might be considered a "female task". I know, silly right. I blame my overly feminist education and a little on my dumb teenager brain. anyways, it turns out that homemade bread is actually quite delicious. but i have been struggling with making it good, so I decided it was time for a refresher course.





So I went to her house yesterday. interesting story, my parents just moved to a new house. when i got there, i rang the door bell! my sister, sandra, asked me, why i rang the bell, why didn't i just walk in? it never even occured to me to just walk in, like i would at their old house. I guess it just didn't feel like home.

anyways, she helped me make the dough, showed me the right way to knead and the result was incredibly delicious bread! i hope when i attempt it on my own, the result will have half as good. thanks again mom for all of your help!