I have had a few people ask about the result of my bread. Let's just say I am so glad I am not, was not or never will be a pioneer because I just can't bake bread. I was good at it when I was 13, but at 34, sadly, I stink....BAD. It did rise a little more than usual and it only weighed 25 lbs instead of 50lbs, so maybe I am taking a step in the right direction. Who knows. I will keep trying and just accept that I am not the Bread Master. I am pretty sure I am OK with that. Thank heaven for Wonder!!!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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If it makes you feel any better, my cousin has been having the same troubles with making bread. Me on the other hand, has only made bread once and that was on my mission, and I had to bake it in a pie tin, so it turned out weird.
I can't make bread either. For some reason my rolls turn out though! Weird?
lets just say...Hence the bread machine...and strangly enough I can even mess that one up. My grown-up years have left me with the inablilty to make cookies. Strange, I know...maybe that is why Travis prefers straight dough and Trouble prefers straight flour.
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