That was the review Logan gave Grandma's homemade bread this weekend. He's been fixated on making bread with Grandma's breadmaker for weeks, so Saturday was the day. The recap goes something like this:
7 a.m. Mixing ingredients
7:05 Logan asks if the bread is ready for breakfast
7:10 Logan watches breadmaker, crushed that it will take FOUR HOURS to bake
7:11 Logan asks if the bread is ready yet, g-ma manages to distract for a while
8:00 Logan is crushed when he sees the breadmaker kneed the already "done bread"
8:03 Excited to see another button light up on the breadmaker
... you get the idea, it was a long, painful process, but the bread was worth it!
And what else do you put on homemade bread??? Nothing else but homemade peanut butter, of course.... I don't know where the boy gets these ideas, maybe I watched too much Rachel Ray when I was pregnant??
So today, we shucked (correct verb??) peanuts. About 3/4 of a pound later, we had enough to spread on the homemade bread for lunch and save a bite to share with Daddy tonight.
After we ate our peanut butter sandwiches for lunch, Logan turns to me and asks, "Ready to make jam now?"
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