Bread love
I'm over at my sister's place. When I go there I usually bring over some of the cafeteria rolls I bake. My niece loves 'em, and in fact she insists I smell like bread. Seriously, she will come up and smell me all over and declare that I smell like bread, even though I haven't baked anything for weeks. Today she was huffing me for hours.
So I baked some rolls, and they were finished during supper. She was immediately all over 'em, and several others soon followed suit. Heh. Of all the recipes I've posted, I've gotten far and away the most fan mail for that one.
Oh, and my sister made a disgustingly delicious pound cake. It didn't come out anywhere near as good when I tried it, but then I don't have a mixer so I couldn't whip it up anywhere near as much as the recipe calls for.
So I baked some rolls, and they were finished during supper. She was immediately all over 'em, and several others soon followed suit. Heh. Of all the recipes I've posted, I've gotten far and away the most fan mail for that one.
Oh, and my sister made a disgustingly delicious pound cake. It didn't come out anywhere near as good when I tried it, but then I don't have a mixer so I couldn't whip it up anywhere near as much as the recipe calls for.