Baking

I love baking.  When we lived in a house, I would routinely buy (and quickly use up!) the 50 lb bag of flour from Costco.  Dinner rolls, coffee cakes, kohlbasnicki....you name it, we made it.

I got very excited to have electricity while camping, because I could use the hand mixer I brought with us for our trailer journeys.  I've been making blueberry muffins and quick breads, but I had yet to make the leap to bread.  I love kneading bread by hand, but I like room to groove.  I got no groove in the trailer.  Maybe a slight bebop, but no groove.  I tried it any way.  We do love a good homemade bread.   The kids were super psyched to have a fresh loaf with dinner.  Oh, and to melt the butter into it?  Heaven on earth.  I did re-learn, though, that my hand mixer isn't really meant for bread dough.  So I probably could have been doing loaves all along, because so much of it I did by hand, I can't imagine that the first part is any more difficult by hand.  I haven't done bread this way since before Bill and I got married--you forget details like this.  And G wants to learn to make bread, because he'd like monkey bread for his birthday.  Yum!!!