At first it was gratifying to think that I had baked something that Hayden actually liked (often he has to feign delight when I tell him I've been baking .. especially on his birthday, poor thing). I was really pleased when I baked a second loaf as good as the first - proof that it wasn't a fluke! My sense of pride grew and we made some to take along to a barbie as a gift to the hostess.
Finally, I think my sourdough bubble was popped last night. I felt roundly mocked when Hayden set out to make these sourdough bagels: he didn't follow a recipe, he just had a quick look on the internet, closed the computer and flounced into the kitchen to begin boilling up the dough.
I'm not going to tell you whether they taste good or not. Update: OK, they're delicious.
I'm not going to tell you whether they taste good or not. Update: OK, they're delicious.
2 comments:
damn, still can't complain that you have someone who likes cooking. ed cooks a mean curry and that i will never try to replicate. he knows his place and i know mine :)
You're so right! Hayden should never have trodden on my sourdough territory. I would never dream of trying to outshine his coffee-making ability. Especially not first thing in the morning.
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