Bread of course.
My family are becoming a bit sick of my obsession, crying "no, not MORE bread" every weekend, but how am I going to become good at this if I don't make lots and lots of bread? The major issue is that up until this Saturday, none of it has been that good really. Some loaves have been so so, some downright awful.
But the piece de resistance was created , thanks to Rose Levy Berenbaum's Bread Bible. I can't make a decent white sandwich loaf yet, but I can make the best tasting ciabatta I've ever had in my life. Go figure! Does this mean I can walk before I crawl?
A plate of antipasto for lunch and blueberry cream cheese braid for sweets. I don't know what they're complaining about.