Rainy Days and Tuesdays

It's been said that, "Into every one's life some rain must fall.".

Looks like today is that day for us out here on the East Coast.

Not that it's a bad thing, mind you.

It could be much worse seeing as how it's the middle of January. Rain rarely requires any shoveling be done.

So what's a retired guy to do on a raw, rainy January day?

Well, when the going gets tough, the tough bake bread.

Don't be surprised.

Baking bread is one of my favorite indulgences. It allows me to take out any frustrations I might have as I knead the dough. Then, the aroma of baking bread allows me to relax.

Honestly folks, name a better smell than bread baking in the oven.

I actually made some bread last week. I made Italian bread for the first time in a long while.

These lovely loaves were the result of a double recipe of my "double yeast" dough. While I was happy with the loaf and baguette up top, I was especially pleased with the boule. Rarely can I turn out a perfect round loaf. This one might have been my best effort ever.

I'm debating as to whether I'm going to even attempt some boules today.

Such is the weight of perfection.

All y'all will excuse me as I log off and ponder my bread dilemma.

Until the next time, all y'all take care of yourselves.

Air Traffic Mike, ret.