Hot Buttered Loin

Lately one of the things I've been doing takes me back to my time in my old cult church. I've been baking. Not only have I been making everything else from scratch but I've been baking all of our bread from scratch too.

It's so time consuming. I try to do it every Monday afternoon/evening. Make that week's bread, some roles or biscuits, have dough for rolls or biscuits waiting in the fridge, make some muffins or sweet bread and some sort of healthier granola bar or cookies make with nut flour and coconut sugar.

This is where my years cooking at a restaurant in college help out. I get in, boom, boom, boom, crank it all out one after another and I'm done for the week.

It's helping my asthma tremendously! Apparently I am having issues with food preservatives again.

Today I had to do a second baking. Jim has started going back to the gym again, and would eat cardboard with enough butter on it. Plus he's decided that home baked is tastier. I cannot blame him.

But today I made a hell of a boo boo while baking, lost my grip on my pyrex cup of melted boiling butter, spilling it all down my body, right where your underwear sits. Gonna be a few days  before I'm able to wear undies again! Burned myself, but this time unlike in August I got right into the shower with icy water and managed to cool things down enough that I'm not going to blister this time. Dropped it on my foot too. At least not like I did in August. I still have a scar shaped like the fire flower in Mario Brothers. A little burn ointment and one of my carefully horded narcotics and it's all good.

Being clumsy sucks sometimes.But no burned lady bits!

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