chewy

Oh were the boys ever crabby today. We ended the day just trying to get to 7pm. Liam spent the last 45 minutes demanding that I dance and jiggle and bounce constantly or face The Dolphin Scream. Then thankfully it was time for pajamas-eat-bed and after an hour of tossing around they were finally blissfully asleep.

liam also gnawed on his discus. Just imagine the squeak-squeak-squeak sound that his busy little gums make on it for added hilarity.

And we adults (Charlie's mom is visiting) cooked some hamburgers and piled them high with all sorts of condiments on top of homemade ciabatta rolls. The bread was mostly a success. I started the biga last night and managed to pretty much burn out our weakling kitchenaid during the kneading process today (12 minutes at speed EIGHT). It's a good thing my bread book gave specific directions on how to use the mixer and how it would probably walk off the counter at that speed. The dough is way too wet to knead with your hands and the mixer did indeed shake and shimmy and wobble all over the place. By the end of the time, the motor was responding with the same speed at positions 6-10 so this may be the end, beautiful friend. Then I kind of forgot to add salt to the dough but other than that the rolls puffed up beautifully and baked up smelling wonderful and when I took them out of the oven there was the sweet sound of crackling tell me that they were crispy and delicious. Next time: add salt.

tasty, just add well-salted butter.