So my lovely husband has officially become the bread winner this year. His little increase in April means he earns a few cents more than me. It's not how much more, it's just more that is the joke between us. Being older, I have always earned more but now that he has a real qualification, he is the provider as he likes to call himself. It's all just a light-hearted joke, he doesn't mind if I was to be the main income in the relationship.
Back to the story.
MrB has discover a love for baking bread. This is his new thing!
This past weekend he decided to bake his mom baguettes as a Mother's Day gift. So while I was blogging and watching TV, MrB googled a recipe and baked away.
He mixed the ingredients together. Then patiently waited for the dough to rise.
Once the dough had risen enough, he used those guns to punch down the dough
After the dough had been punched down, he separated it into 4 parts and shaped the baguettes. The dough was then left to rise again. So time consuming this bread making business.
Finally the little lovelies were popped into the oven. MrB sat down to watch some TV but jumped up every few minutes just to see how the breads were doing
The final result. Four gorgeous loaves.
I love how the house is filled with the delicious aroma of fresly baked bread. It's decadent and comforting and makes me feel like a big blanket of warmth has been thrown over me. The bread was divine. So yummy! We ate thick slices with generous portions of butter that melted on contact.
mmmmmmmmmm, this husband of mine is welcome to keep baking. My waistline may not like it!
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