Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, Baker Man

Terry's brother makes wonderful bread. He has been doing this for some time now and occasionally we are recipients of his creations. That is terrific. I like this arrangement. However, as if Terry's retirement hasn't been stressful enough on me, he has decided that he wants to make bread too. He just couldn't be happy in the garage playing with his tools, he had to invade my kitchen!!! And true to form for Terry, every new project requires new tools. Never mind that I have made bread for our 42 years of marriage, apparently I haven't had the right tools. He spent a great deal of time on the Internet looking at recipes and watching bread making videos. He spent a great deal of time shopping for just the right tools and grains for his new concoctions. (For which I had to find new space.) Now, he has spent a huge amount of time in my kitchen experimenting. I don't think he has found the perfect bread yet, but he is still trying.

I suppose you ladies are saying how you wish that your husbands would do more cooking, and there is an up side I would admit. These loaves of bread certainly look lovely, and hey, they were tasty too. But we don't live in the boonies and I could buy bread faster and perhaps cheaper. (Remember the new tools?) But here is the down side. He literally slings flour everywhere!!!