Today's forecast was for a strong cold front to come through, complete with winds from the north. Those winds are here and it's supposed to be quite cool at night now. I believe that fall has arrived.
And so I get the urge to nest and cook. This morning I started some sandwich bread and was delighted with how it turned out. I've always loved homemade bread (who doesn't?), but really it doesn't work that great for sandwiches or toast. This one does. It slices thin and the texture is perfect.
The funny thing is, I got a text message from Keith about lunch time telling me he doesn't want to buy the "unnamed" bread that we usually buy ever again. He said that it's stale, has no taste and smells. I had planned this homemade bread to be a surprise, but what girl could pass up this opportunity? I sent him a text telling him that I had a loaf of freshly baked bread waiting for him at home. He was pleased. :)
And now I've promised him that I will continue doing this and he can have his daily sandwich made with homemade bread. It must be love....
Jesus answered, "It is written: 'Man does not live by bread alone.'" - Luke 4:4