What a week. Not only did we say goodbye to a house guest yesterday, but we have new guests arriving today. I haven't had any time for crafting, but did attempt my very first loaf of bread -- honey whole wheat. I felt such pride making it with organic, healthy ingredients, letting the dough rise, and smelling that heavenly scent coming from my oven. As it cooked, my mouth salivated at the thought of freshly made butter on my delicious bread. Then it came out of the oven. And it was about 2 inches tall. Boo-hoo. I have no idea what happened (or what didn't happen) but I promptly threw it out for the animals and have been pouting every since. I'm evidently the first woman on either side of my family not to inherit the cooking gene.
Let cool. Store in an air tight container. Enjoy!
(I love the heavenly glow above the granola in that photo!)