Thursday, 13 February 2014

Fresh Bread

3. Making our own bread, daily.

I realize that non-married people can have snacks (post 1) and also sleepovers with their friends and family (post 2) and make their own bread (this post)... but I sure didn't make my own bread before getting married, and I probably never would have gotten around to it if my husband didn't say "hey, I've got a great idea, let's have my Dad bring down their old bread maker and we can bake our own fresh bread!"and then followed through with said plan, bought all the ingredients, and made the first couple batches with me watching so I'd get the idea. Using a break-maker is SO not hard. It comes with the recipes; you just measure out five or six ingredients (one more if you do what we've started doing and adding ground-linseed for added Omega-3 for our vegetarian selves), dump it in inside, tell the machine when you want it ready, and voila! Delicious bread for almost no effort.

I really enjoy not only the freshness of the bread we eat now, and the fact that I know exactly what's in it and appreciate it because I put the ingredients in, but I also enjoy that it's a tag-team effort that so far, we don't need to assign. It's a nice routine of it needs done so someone does it. (We've had this discussion - what needs done and who should do it - about kitchen cleaning today so hopefully I shall soon post about how I love the shared teamwork of a clean kitchen!). I also enjoy a general trend that this fresh bread phenomenon represents: my husband loves to try new things, and he's not afraid to just go for it. I'm a bit lazier, more hesitant, more "it's too much effort"... he helps me get into the spirit of the everyday adventure. Like buying and putting together two white rocking chairs in our so-called living room area. Like requesting different furniture from the maintenance department so that we could make a cozy book-nook and get a portable closet to hang up clothes in the bedroom. Like attaining and using a bread maker. Like cooking mushroom burgers and potato waffles last minute tonight because we were going by the grocery store and he just could.

They were delicious.

I love my married life because I appreciate the everyday adventure more, under the influence of this great guy I get to spend it with.

... and the fresh-baked bread every day is certainly a bonus!

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