"Jonathon Seagull spent the rest of his days alone, but he flew way out beyond the Far Cliffs. His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see. He learned more each day... What he had once hoped for the Flock, he now gained for himself alone; he learned to fly, and was not sorry for the price that he had paid." (Richard Bach)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
NTS: Buy a Bigger Bread Bowl
This is what it looks like when you forget that you have bread rising in the oven.
Your daughter graciously cleans it up while you try to save the batter.
A few black specks from the bottom of the oven never hurt anyone, did they?
This is what it looks like when you forget that you have bread rising in the oven.
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