Gorgeous sunny day today,and after my walk with my neighbour,I came home to make some bread. When you work at home,one of the bonuses is the extra jobs you can do. 3 years ago,I bought a bread machine from friends of Hilary at a garage sale. They had used it once. Well,I love it,and have made many loaves. Today I am making French bread,hoping to take half a loaf to Barb on Wed. Once I got that going,I started reading more cookbooks,looking for a sour dough starter. I wanted to make more artisanal type bread. I even checked out my collection of vintage cookbooks. I love them,the recipes speak of another time,that is for sure, One called for milk that was "yet warm from the cow." I have a picture of my little collection,my favourite has a handmade embroidered,cloth cover,dating 1900.
Anyways after looking,I chose a recipe and I now have my starter percolating on the counter for 5-10 days.
Striper was helping by keeping me company,but he isn't sure of the bread machine noise when it kneads the loaf.
So while all this is working away,I am working on a wonderful old stool with chippy gray paint and Victorian lines,that is padded with straw and horsehair. The girl I bought it from,loved it the way it was,her style is very ecclectic,but I need it clean inside, with new vintage fabric. I only have a picture of it being stripped down. Which by the way, is one of the reasons upholstery is expensive at a shop. The taking off part takes longer than putting new innards in. Especially one like this with old rusted nails. So if I get off this computer,it will be done by the end of the day,and I will add a picture. That is if I am not too busy eating warm bread with butter!
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