Brynn and Her Bread

For the last few months, Brynn has been desperately wanting two things. Actually, she desperately wants dozens of things at any given time, but the last little while it seems like she has mostly been obsessed with baking a small loaf of bread and with appearing on my blog.

So a while back, we finally made her tiny loaf of bread and she immediately jumped on the fact that this could qualify as a blog entry and that we needed to take pictures. 

We inherited this little loaf pan from Marty's mother who died when he was 17. She was a great bread maker and had lots of nice old loaf pans which I commandeered from her kitchen soon after I got married. Any good bread maker knows that old vintage pans make the best bread.

I know how to make pretty good white bread, but I like to feed my family wheat bread, which I definitely can't make, so I don't usually make bread at all. So once a year or so when I do make it, my family thinks it's as good as cookies or something. And I usually have to give some of it away so we don't end up gorging ourselves on it.

And since we were already taking pictures, I whipped out my lovely macro lens and took a little bread detail. Yum, huh.

And for a few minutes anyway, my girl was satisfied.