I made bread today for the first time in my life. And it is probably the best bread I have ever had. I can't believe this - it is seriously blowing my mind.
The recipe is extremely simple and it's shocking just how wonderful it tastes with butter.
And of course, no recipe is worth following so I went ahead and completely messed it up with abandon.
I don't have any measuring cups or implements or scales. Worse, I don't really have a concept of what a cup is, so I did a very rough volumetric-ratio-eyeballing (which actually means, I just dumped in whatever seemed okay).
(e:heidi), you can sigh now. ;-)
That's not all. I didn't let it rise for 20 hours because I was impatient, threw in an obscene amount of walnuts and dates, and then added a whole chopped jalapeno because I didn't want it to be sweet. Then I thought, what the heck, why not be crazier and added a whole fistful of flaxseed and a tablespoon of extra-virgin olive oil just because it happened to be near the flaxseed.
Even with this terrible approach to baking, I got splendid results. And of course, I went the extra health freak mile and used 100% high-fibre hard winter spelt flour and no bread flour. I have heard of recipes being described as "forgiving" but this one HAS TO BE the SUPER-GIGANTOID-GODMUM of ALL the forgiving recipes in the history of cooking on this planet.
Go ahead, mess it up. You will get edible results. :)
HAHAHAHAHA I have talked to a lot of people and I would say you have a pretty good life. LOL
Wow. I literally laughed so hard I cried.
and this skit of christopher walken doing his census interview is classic. and hysterical. a must-see.
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I love that, despite the "REQUIRED BY LAW' being printed in bold right on the envelope, I saw about 5 of them in the recycling bin by the mailboxes in my building today. :/
IN 2020 I plan on being a soldier fighting the spiders on Mars.
In 1980, I was living with my parents and brother in Morris Run, PA.
In 1990, I was still living with my parents and brother but in Blossburg, PA.
In 2000, I was living with my gf Shelly and our friend Lisa in Laurel, MD. We got the long form and it was so confusing that I gave up filling out the form and someone had to come and ask us all the questions. We sat in the back yard with the census worker, offered her lemonade, and threw frisbee for the dog while answering questions.
In 2010, I'm living alone in Buffalo. Thankfully I got the short form.
Wonder where I'll be in 2020??
Ooooh "For other reason": yeah, I was hatching a plan to take over this planet.
Does Person 1 sometimes live or stay somewhere else?
Does spending a night at the office count?
They just want you to be spending your time at college housing or in the military or in jail either fighting for child custody or maybe in a nursing home as a seasonal residence - yes, they know, you get sick every other season and persuade yourself that you are going to die.
I'd say that is ONE sneaky question.
What happens to kids who are born in the night between Mar 31 and April 1, I can't imagine the stress their parents are going through now - totally agonizing whether to ignore their baby or fill it in as a Person 3 - clearly showing how little they care about it.
LOL - I am filling it out finally after hours of staring at it and I can't believe this. They let you fill your own race in. I am so tempted to say I am from Gallifrey.
And apparently, all the countries in Asia are now separate races but Europe doesn't get a country-by-country break up. Hee Hee.
You're one of us now. <-:
Last time around I felt annoyed that I was being cens'd in Rochester. It was totally accurate - the student population there is huge but stable - but I felt I should have been representing my peeps instead.
- Z