Breadmaker

So I am getting home from work and trying to unlock the door but I hear some music piping through the door. Well actually maybe blasting...I am just thinking to myself "um, what is going on" Kimmy must be doing something in there. Turns out she was in the midst of a pumpkin bread festival. I got the full details later on what happened but as I entered I saw that the shindig had been in full swing for quite awhile. She was covered in speckles of dough (not kidding literally her entire green shirt had orange specks all over it), hair frizzed (hey it was hot in gilroy ~over 90), preg-o belly looking so nice (that was my fave), disney soundtrack blaring (anastasia kimmy's fave)- oh boy. I would post a photo but it is probably not the finest domestic diva moment. Or perhaps it is...

Turns out that Kimmy was making up pumpkin bread. Double batch since we had enough pumpkin. well turns out that is the only thing we had enough of.... Not enough oil, not enough cinnamon, baking powder looks the same as baking soda so have to dig out and replace (done that so many times). Usually a single batch fills two pans halfway, well we only have two pans so the double batch made some supersized loafs. Probably took an extra hour to cook and the pieces turned out huge. She was actually trying to finish cleaning before I got home so I wouldn't know what had happened.

That wasn't the end though. Next up was oatmeal muffins. Poor muffins. Supposed to sit for 30 minutes with milk and oats. Well turns out premixing all the dry ingredients and then letting soak still gives the same good results. Who needs a recipe when you just got that innate sense for cooking!

In the end, so tasty and yummy. Maybe it was that extra baking powder.


In other news, the wrights visited this past weekend. Among other things was a candid photo shoot performed by the husbands. One can definitely see the 26 weeks! And notice my super flower in the background!