Monday Dec 18th –
Monday was a big day for not just me but also for my sister (in law) and mother.
My sister and I had decided we wanted a little touch up lesson on bread/cinnamon bun making from the best person we knew to give such a thing.
The Mom ๐
So by 9:00 that morning, three woman were in the kitchen, two Bosch mixers going, four types of dough being created and two children needing attention between.
I decided I donโt ever want to work in a bakery๐
Not that I think bakeries include wee humans but the noise of the mixers and the search for the correct ingredients and tools between other people, though perfectly fine for one morning, is not a thing Iโd be ok with every day๐
Fresh bread everyday would be lovely though. Continue reading “Not Just A Dime A Dozen”