Hot stuff
I made a simple dough this morning with the intent of making some type of a picnic bread today. Something with cheese and onion, perhaps olives or sausage mixed in. But then we ended up picnicing at the lake today as well. After a long day in the sun, I just couldn't face the prospect of baking in 90 degree weather. Actually, it wasn't the baking as much as having the house heat up, particularly the upstairs bedroom, which get sweltering on hot days. So I froze the dough for a later date.
The heat did not stop my son, however:
His toy broom, which has hardly a bristle left, has recently been transformed into a peel. A super peel, perhaps?
;^)
He spent a good half hour loading and unloading loaves in the oven (hot tub lid) while we made dinner.