I did some bread baking this weekend. Made a beer batter bread. Quick bread. It turned out pretty well. Made it whole wheat with Black Butte Porter. I then made a whole wheat bread dough. I grind the flour myself. I made it really liquidy to let the wheat absorb really well and stuck it in the fridge overnight. I baked it tonight and it seemed to come out well, but I’ve still got to cut into it. I also made cinnamon rolls and they finally turned out right. Which is to say, they cooked through. I baked them much longer than it called for. I also made a very sticky dough. It was hard to roll them up, but that’s okay.
Otherwise it was very wet and blowy this weekend. I did get some housework done, much as I tried not to.
I also spent an inordinate amount of time scratching dogs. They’ve both decided that only I can pet them properly and therefore they will smother me and force me to use my hands for good. And good for them is feeding them or petting them. They are gluttons. And to force me to cooperate, one of them will lick me and the other will rub his cold, wet, slimy nose all over whatever exposed skin he can find. Blech. And no amount of me telling him not to will prevent it. They both just give me the big eyes. I’m such a sucker.