On Sunday, Jordan preached about leaven, the insidious fungus of which, under proper conditions, even a tiny amount can grow enormously. I believe he was citing when Jesus talked about heresy. But here, we're talking about bread! In this case, of course, the leaven is deliciously fragrant and works a magic that produces beautiful bread.
This is the no-knead variety, which I've made before, but following the inspiration of Kaitlyn in the Kitchen, plus letting it rise almost the maximum time, this is my prettiest result.
And if you'd like a quick easy fantastic treat: melt a little butter in a saute pan, add a spoonful of brown sugar, once it gets bubbly, add sliced bananas, turn them once and serve over a slice of bread smeared with peanut butter. Wiggling your hips with a "thank yuh, thank yuh very much" in your best Elvis impression is optional.
Since Charlie was on my last post, I figured I'd let the other fuzzy, Charlotte, get a little face time.
In other news, I decided to finally get my sore knee looked at, after almost 3 weeks of no running on it, hoping it would get better by itself. And of course, the doctor immediately says *no running*. Just like that, but he actually wrote it in all caps too. I even got an MRI yesterday on it. If you've never had one before, imagine slowly being sucked deeper in a little tube to loud, alarm-sound repetitive noises. I felt like saying, "Mother, what's happening?" (Alien reference.) But I think the knee is on the road to healing. :-)