The bagels were the highlight of my weekend, gastronomically speaking. Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day has an amazingly simple recipe.
I may never buy store bought bagels again.
Of course, they disappeared too quickly for a picture... unlike the French bread I made on Saturday. It tasted delightful, but it looked rather... odd. We served the bread with lunch. The girls had PB&J while Joe and I made an herbed olive and feta spread complimented with a fruit and veggie platter big enough to offset my carb guilt. Maya's was the pregnancy of pickles; Elle's was the pregnancy of ice cream (and oddly, much less weight gain); and this is shaping up to be the pregnancy of bread (and ice cream and pickles).
Unlike the bagels, the French bread deserved a photo. I'll reserve my commentary, as this is a family blog. But it did make me giggle.
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