Thursday, November 20, 2008
All of my family was coming into town this weekend. I worried about what they would eat while they were here. Dried beans? Mustard?
I bought an amazing amount of cheese and kept making bread. This loaf is made from the rest of the wheat that I ground with Rosalie.
Then it turned out that all of the relatives just wanted to take us out to eat for every meal anyway. Jonathan and I got to eat all of the bread ourselves. All the better for us.