Thursday, June 26, 2008

I'd Like You to Meet My New Girlfriend


That's right. A fucking bread maker. After getting back from my vacation out west I bought some supplies for making bread and fired that little darling up. Result?

I have finally achieved true bliss. I only made basic white bread but it was fantastic. The quality difference between store bought bread and the stuff you make yourself cannot be overstated. And the recipes I can try are many and varied! Homemade banana bread? I win.

I just fucking win.

I hope to never eat store-bought bread again.

2 comments:

lemurking said...

Isn't it just amazing how you can never notice that what you were eating (store bought) tastes like total crap once you get fresh stuff w/o preservatives?

I was looking at it and I think we got the exact same bread machine. Worked pretty well. Beats kneading dough by hand, any day.

ExistingThing said...

She's hot. Dude, is she preggers? It looks like she's got a bun in the oven!

[insert 'rise'-related erection joke here]

etc...