I’m giving the no-knead bread another try. (Did I post the recipe before? If not, it’s here.) My friend Kate heard about my woes and she thinks I should re-name it Tragic Bread. (My house still smells funny from the plastic.) Anyway, I stuck a little more to the script this time, but I did swap out some whole wheat flour for the regular. I believe I may have solved my ‘how the heck is this going to stay warm in my freezing house’ problem. At least for four cold night hours – that’s how long a tea light lasts. Maybe Beth could give me a call at 2 a.m. to remind me to light a new one. I know she’ll be up.
In other news, I have a cold. We’re supposed to go to ukulele club Saturday night, but the weather’s supposed to be bad and I feel crummy. We’ll see how it goes.