@Preston ohhhh that lovely look you give the dough. I can relate - I bet I’ve done something similar. Although I don’t bake too much these days as per explicit request of hubby.
I had been eating keto for 2 months leading up to that weekend. I was ready for bread. And beer. Now I want to bake regularly, but I don't really want to eat it. I've been struggling to try to figure out if that's weird behavior--to bake exclusively for others. lol
Not because of that, but long draining days at the office and then coming home to a fresh lukewarm loaf of good, handmade bread? That’s self-control going down the drain and a bad night due to reflux.
She owes me, big time. And when I’m there anyway, I’ll probably help shaping the other fourth-odd loaves that make one batch, and try to be useful. I’m good at making newbies work.
Oh nice! That's a good one. I think any of those kinds of dishes that show off the magic of time are good lessons in the beginning. Planning + some technique up front and then just... waiting for a cool payoff.
My mum is a decent cook. But she doesn’t understand the principles. She treats every dish like an individual preparation method and needs the recipes. That’s how I started, too. Tedious. When I first stumbled over a cook book with methods and technique - a whole new world opened up.
So obviously that’s how we will teach the minors. Ratios. Basic technique. Then let them go wild.
There will be a few semi-lengthy restrictions, like not lifting his left arm over his head or not lifting more than 10 pounds with that arm for 4 weeks. But otherwise just light duty stuff for 4 - 6 weeks. And he won't have to wear the defibrillator vest!
I have seen enough examples where people made exactly this very basic mistake. Like they explain in the pre-flight safety instructions: Put on your oxygen mask first, then help others.
