Above: Focaccia rising
Below: "Artisan Bread in 5" dough and a batch of cinnamon rolls rising
Photos are from the weekend's "oh my word, it's freezing cold" bake-a-thon...
Good bread, cinnamon rolls and ALMOST getting the Piano Puzzler this morning.
I get precious few moments alone, and even fewer alone in the car. And it takes a miraculous turn of events for me to be alone in the car, during the Piano Puzzler. I live for the Piano Puzzler.
Me: (driving down the Interstate) Chopin. Say it -- it's Chopin. Say. It. Now.
Caller: I would say that's in the style of Chopin.
Fred Child (host): Yes, I do hear elements of Chopin...
Me: I told you so.
Bruce Adolphe (pianist): Well, I can see where you might think that...
(Remember, I was alone in the car, careening down the Interstate and screaming at the radio.)
Bruce Adolphe is my nemesis.