
Speaking of baking: Awhile back our neighbor, Rich, brought over a box of wonderful frozen, unbaked pastries. I used several of them over the winter and had one left in the little freezer down in the barn. I unplugged that freezer last week because it was empty...I thought. Somehow--although I swear I checked--that last pastry was left to meet its end. Jeff opened the freezer yesterday and the first thing to blow out the door was the smell of raw yeast dough. The second thing to blow out the door was the actual raw yeast dough---turns out that raw dough will expand and create enough gas to blow its package and seek more elbow room. So, I had quite the mess to clean up. The worst part was that those pastries were DELICIOUS and I can't believe...I....wasted...the...last...one. No, wait...the worst part was that Jeff knew it was my fault and now I'll hear about it every time Jeff's in earshot of someone talking about baking :o(

Time for me to get back to the recipe book--have a great day!