On Friday, I tried my hand at making another bread. This one was called “Hot Herb Bread” and came from a cookbook that features specialized recipes from “Inns” and “Bed & Breakfasts” from all over the United States. It’s actually a really cool book from the 1970s, if I remember rightly. Or, perhaps this book is one that I never found a date in. I’ll have to double-check that.
Here are some other pictures from the bread:
I accidentally added double the salt I needed so I ended up making two sets of the recipe. It should have been 4 loaves of bread but I decided to make 2 loaves and then put the rest on a cookie sheet to see what would happen. As you can tell, it spread too far and didn’t rise enough.
The “normal” loaves looked like this:
They were delicious, by the way. I’m definitely getting a hang of making my own bread. This is good because we have spent way too much time with no bread in the house the last few months. Borrowing from friends, making crepes instead for lunch and such like that are going to be a thing of the past. All this bread making is done without a “bread making machine,” as well. I think it’ll work.
This herb bread was so good, Brendan got up on Saturday morning and tried to get his own piece.
I was proud of him for knowing he had to have a butter knife, not one of the sharp ones. He did pretty good – he just couldn’t cut straight He cut one for him and one for his brother.
On Saturday, I did a few things around the house while I waited for the babies and their friends (Meg’s little girls) to be ready to go play in the snow.
We cooked up 10lbs of ground sausage and canned it in the pressure canner. This is our way of preserving our meat for another day. Jen and I were talking about it. We can use it when we lack the funds for a good grocery shopping trip. We can also take it with us if we go camping or off to that cheap Forest Ranger cabin north of us that we love so much. It is pre-cooked and canned, so we don’t have to worry about packing it in a cooler and it’ll be a lot easier to cook when we’re far from home. Yeah. I’m liking this canning thing.
We managed to get 11 pint-sized cans from the 10lbs of ground sausage we cooked. I call that a good day.
I also melted the unsalted butter we canned last week and mixed it with Tillamook Salted Butter. The unsalted was not quite what we were/are used to so, by mixing it, I was able to get closer to the taste we are used to.
In the process of doing that, I decided to make some garlic butter and honey-cinnamon butter. That was delicious!
Oh, it was simply divine! Both of them. I “canned” them but they are not to be set on a shelf for months because I didn’t worry about the jar sealing as much as I might have if I were putting it away. I just made it and put it in jars to see if I could. I re-canned the rest of the butter and have it set up for later.
The Honey-Cinnamon butter. That was good, as well. Oh, yeah.
We’ll have butter, should all hell break loose again. We can also take this camping with us as an easier way to carry butter. It’s harder to use it from the cans when cooking but for general purposes like pancakes and whatnot – this is perfect! Once they were all cooled off and solidified, they went in the long-term pantry of my freezing cold closet. I still find it funny that the coldest part of the house is my very own closet.
When Meg’s girls were finally ready to go, we hopped in the car and took off for St. Anthony to play in the snow. It was much later in the day than I wanted it to be but we had a little bit of fun before the sun went down and it got way too cold.
Isn’t that beautiful!? That’s where we went on New Year’s Day and again on Saturday with the girls.
And then we let the kids loose. They had a bit of fun but it was only about 30 to 45 minutes before they were all frozen solid – including me!
They climbed a smaller hill to try and use the cardboard boxes to slide down. Before all the plastic inventions, boxes were the recommended for sliding. Right? It didn’t work so good. We had issues with not getting up enough speed.
All lined up and ready to try it…
Sliding on our butts and rolling down the hill worked much better. Jen had an idea to try a smaller hill with a steeper incline.
Alright, Brendan. You ready to try this hill?
I’m not quite sure you understand, Brendan. You’re supposed to stay ON the cardboard…
Yeah. Like that, Katie! Good job!
You forgot something, Caiden…
Well, at least he kept ahold of his cardboard this time. It kept going after he fell off. That seemed the prevailing theme, though. See Brendan off his, as well?
And this is why she’s the Nanny – she got into the fun, as well.
And then, of course, we have to attempt a snowball fight. They were warned though, “No throwing the snow at the mommy with the camera!” They were good about it until I started to kick snow on them to bury them…
Poor Anna. She loved it, though!
And with that, we were off to play on the forgotten playground.
I don’t see how kids do it. I was freezing, my healing finger was hurting so bad I could barely hold the camera and they were ready to keep going! They are, most definitely, bundles of endless energy that burns and keeps them warm!
A frozen playground found by four energetic friends.
My beautiful baby. The others ran off for the swings before I could get decent pictures of them on the playground. Of course, there were many cries of, “Push me!” I told them I couldn’t push them, “My fun comes from taking pictures. I can’t push you and take pictures. Have Jen push you so I can take pictures and have my fun today!” That calmed them and then it was all about me getting their picture.
Katie and Anna.
I thought this picture was priceless. The only thing better would have been if she was actually looking at me. However, I think the beauty comes from catching her unawares.
These two are actually classmates this year. It’s fun watching them grow up together.
The fun part was getting everyone lined up for a group picture on the tree. That’s about as good as I could get. They were so hyper and having so much fun. Alas, it was time to start getting packed up and head home. We had some hot chocolate, stripped off some wet clothes and bundled up in the Rendezvous to head home. I let them watch a movie on the way home to warm and calm them.
Rendy might have issues but it does so much I need it to do. Like this trip. I was able to take them and let them have some fun in the freezing cold because of Rendy. The little Toyota car never would have made it.
I got this shot on the way out of where we were.
It spawned an idea. I asked Meg if she’d take my boys on Sunday afternoon so I could return to this spot and get some sunset pictures. She said that was fine. The next post will be the “best of” what I got on my Sunday afternoon drive without children.