Today I'm making bread out of the third and final ball of last weekend's dough. The first loaf went into the toast you see there. Close to the first time I've made toast out of home made bread -- usually such a rarity it's gone before it's cold, or else it's scones, which don't toast well. The middle ball went into a Chicago-style pan pizza (another first) mid-week. BJs' dough is sweeter, but other than that, mine was a pretty fair approximation of West Coast immitation-Chicago-style pizza. Anyway, it was noms and we ate the whole thing.
I'm also playing with a sort of intermediate version of scrambled eggs -- not as much ever-lovin' fuss as French-style scrambled eggs, these were, but still similarly rich and silky. So that's a win.
And even as I type this, the "Curt Phillips for TAFF" anthology zine should be done and out in the world, or reasonably soon thereafter. Get yours today, and Vote for Curt!