This weekend, since it is a three-day weekend, I thought I would do a bunch of BPO’s for an investor. But, my time seems not to be mine to plan. The investors didn’t get back to me – they must be off somewhere for the 3 day weekend, so, I decided to get domestic. My domestic penchant began on Friday evening when I got home at 5:00 instead of the usual 6:00 – 6:30 and my husband said “What are you doing home so early? I wasn’t expecting you this early!” My answer to him was “Is there some reason for the questions? Do I need to be worried?” Evidently not – he was grooving to some tunes in the recliner. When Rob, my husband asked “Did you bring home pizza?” being in the domestic mood I was in, I told him no, but I have fixings to make our own pizza. He helped me unpack then asked “Where’s the crust?” I pointed to the bag of bread flour I had just unpacked, and he let out a big sigh. “What”, I said, “I think it will be fun, making a pizza together, besides according to these directions, it should only take 30 minutes.” Well this was my first time doing anything with bread flour and yeast, but I didn’t let on. I put all the ingredients together as if it were something I did weekly. When the crust was done, Rob put the sauce, cheese and toppings on and put it in the oven. Well, let me tell you, I had no idea what to expect, – but it was good! (I wish I would have thought of taking a picture of it.)
Continuing in my domestic mood today, I started with the task of the monthly hair cut for my husband. You see, I don’t just groom the dogs, I also cut my husband’s hair. Once that was done I set myself to the task of baking a loaf of bread from scratch. I mixed the flour, yeast, etc. together, then kneaded it, let it rise, punched it down, shaped it and let it rise a second time. When it had doubled in size, I placed it in the oven to cook.
While the bread was cooking, I began slicing onions for French Onion soup. (The youth group at our church sold 10 pound bags of Vidalia onions as a fund-raiser, and we bought one. Ten pounds are a lot of onions!) Well, the soup is still cooking – it won’t be finished cooking until 7:30 this evening but I did put a little in a bowl to taste and it is yummy.
The bread came out good too for my very first attempt at bread making. Below, is a picture the bread, fresh out of the oven, and a picture of the bread cooling on the rack. The bread is crusty on the outside and chewy on the inside – just perfect to put in the French onion soup. Oh, and there are two pictures of Rob after his had been cut – one from the back and one from the front – of him protesting the pictures.
I’m not sure I can keep all this domestic stuff going all weekend long. It’s harder than going to work!