bread.

on the first day of the transit strike, i stayed home and made bread. all things considered, i had a pretty good day compared to most.



and i gotta say, it was some bread. cinnamon swirl, with a textbook shiny golden crust. it was okay straight from the loaf, but it turned into something magical in the toaster. also, extreme french toast.

it was so good it made my toaster look bad. this is my college toaster. i think it might be time to invest in a newfangled one with bagel slots.


my mixer, however, is mighty.