thisendoftheswamp

The Squire and I are avid puzzle fans. Most evenings after supper we sit in front of the fireplace, eating popcorn and working on a 1,000-piece puzzle. I’m as grateful as the next person to find a couple of pieces still stuck together, but it is obvious this person simply folded the puzzle and stuffed it back into the box.

The general rule is that you put all of the edge pieces into a zip-lock and then at least try to break up the rest of the puzzle. Even giving the box a couple of good shakes will do the job.

Yeesh!

Our church is having a Fall Festival soon, so I figured I’d better get busy making some bread for the Bake Table.

This is a recipe I have used about a hundred times – it makes a light, lovely loaf, and is incredibly tasty. Except this time. I made four loaves. Two refused to come out of the pans, and the other two simply imploded. They did fall; they collapsed. They don’t even taste good!

Ah, well. I guess the deer won’t mind, but they are obviously not fit for the Bake Table. Try again tomorrow.