Okay, after much encouragement and my general cheapness, I've determined it is time. I will bake a loaf of bread today. Also, I'm pretty much snowed in and there isn't much else to do besides chase the baby and hope that his constant patter of mum-mum-nom-noommm-mom-mom is really, "Mama, I love you. Thank you so much for all that you do for father and me." He's very formal.
I've pulled the No Knead Bread recipe that I read about ages ago in the Times food section. I pulled open my cupboard and stared at the chocolate chips. First things first.
My own monster cookies. I snacked on the dough until I was mentally prepared for the task ahead.I absentmindedly moved items around in my cupboard as the first batch of cookies baked. Oh... oh, darn. I must have thrown that yeast away...
Oh, no, here it is. With the spices. Dammit.
I should organize my spice drawer, but no - not now! I must focus. Okay, mix yeast, flour and water in a bowl. Mmmmkay.... I first mixed the yeast and warm water expecting that I had to make it "bloom." Nothing happened, but it kind of stunk. I decided to mix in everything else.
Probably should have used a spoon or something.
And a mixing bowl instead of my grandmother's 40 year old wooden salad bowl, but options were limited. There was still cookie dough to be eaten.
Well, there it is. Now I had to wait anywhere between two and 18 hours to let it rise. I covered it with a tea towel and set it on top of my stove, the only not frigid place in the kitchen. Then I went to attend to the baby. This was at 11:27
11:32 - Vince just tried to chomp on my nose. I think he's hungry.
11:38 - He sucks down four ounces of milk.
11:42 - 1 1/2 ounces of milk grace the arm of my sofa.
12:00 noon - Days of Our Lives comes on. Vincent is entranced. Doubt this is a good thing.
12:37 - pull baby out of cat food dish
12:38 - pull cat out of blooming plants
12:45 - Repeat
12:50 - Give up and put baby in bouncey horsey seat. Finally he's laughing!
12:52 - Wow, look at him go...
12:56 - Uh, oh... Mood has shifted drastically.
12:58 - Oh GOD - the Horror! The poo-horror! What have we been feeding you? It's... it's everywhere.
1:30 - Baby falls as I'm trying to surf Amazon for Christmas presents. He's doing that air sucking thing where I know the big cry is coming. Am horrible, horrible mother.
1:40 - Amazon is useless anyway. Baby in cat food again. Cat in baby chair. Seems fair.
2:07 - Okay, I've laid him down for his afternoon nap. Time to check my other baby.
It is risen!
Okay, now I form it into a ball and let it rise another 1-2 hours.
Ta da!Anyone else have a cat that likes to lick paper bags?
Weirdo. Okay. Baby's still crying and not sleeping. I'd like a nap, too, but no rest for the risen..wicked... something.
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