So, continuing my training for Stepford Jocelyn, I’ve learned to make bread. Like, edible.
Plus, not any bread, I learned how to make Challah. Call my grandmother.
I’ve decided that if I can’t be the breadwinner, I’ll be the breadmaker, and I’m OK with that. For now.
Because bread tastes better than money, non?
Look at the pictures! The watery thing from the beginning tasted like liquid bread.
Pantástico!



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