This week is Dallas' birthday, so I figured that I should probably ask him what he wants to eat on his birthday. Well, he told me that he wanted a ward picnic...like the one we had this summer. I didn't know what kinds of food that meant, so he told me...hot dogs, chips, and potato salad. So if anyone needed an idea for dinner this week, there you go. But here's the other days:
Mon: Taco's
Tues: Spaghetti
Wed: Birthday Dinner/Picnic
Thurs: Fend for yourself
Fri: I was going to make cayenne chicken, but it might just be me home...so in that case, grilled cheese
Sat: Pizza
Sun: Au Gratin Potatoes, ham, rolls, and salad
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
And who will help me eat the bread?

Recipe:
Freshly hand-ground wheat flour
One husband
One superhero
Milk
Water
Yeast, and so on
Start making bread at 6:30 pm. Let your husband and superhero grind the wheat in their new grinder for 1 hour, and then put the superhero to bed. Mix the remaining ingredients until a beautiful smooth dough forms. Let rise until double. Punch down and form into loaves. Let loaves rise until double. Take a shower. Tell your husband to put the bread in the oven and set the timer for 30 minutes. When the timer goes off, turn the oven on to 375 degrees and set the timer for 30 minutes. Go to bed. Take the bread out of the oven when the baby wakes you up in the middle of the night (about 2 1/2 hours). This will fill the house with the aroma of baking bread and will produce bread with the consistency of marble.
This bread is great for playing with, sawing with a wooden knife or butter knife, or finding the real king in the house (i.e. whomsoever can pull the butter knife from the bread). It entertained Ghent for 2 whole days. Much cheaper and less annoying than those talking toys. Ghent also enjoyed eating it, but I think if I made it again, I would tell the husband to turn on the oven.
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