Because that’s what I’ve got today.
First-ity-first, I want to talk more about homemade pita bread.
After breakfast yesterday, I made up another batch of dough, and this time, I slid my pizza stone into the oven when I turned it on to preheat.
I was all excited to see if this method would produce satisfying results, but I am sorry to say that this is what came out of the oven.
Yummy? Yes. Pocket bread? No.
So, I tried again, after the stone had had even more time to heat up.
But again, I ended up with a not-properly-puffed pita, and this time, the bottom was browner than I wanted it to be.
It was more like pizza.
Which, I suppose, should not be a surprise, given that it was baked on a pizza stone.
So, then I decided to try baking a pita on a wire cooling rack, and that produced much better results. The pita puffed up impressively, and the bottom was not burnt.
I must say, though, that I was most pleased with the pitas that I cooked on my little mesh splatter screen, so I’m going to stick with that. But if you don’t own one of those, I can safely recommend using a wire cooling rack instead.
I know some of you use pizza stones with great success, but apparently I lack the necessary skilz. 😉
So, we’ve lived in this house for almost 6 years now (Holy moly! How did that happen??), and for all of those years, a rather out-of-place, out-of-control forsythia bush has lived in my side yard, right by the road (I really need to dig it up and move it somewhere better).
For some odd reason, it has taken me six years to realize that I could cut flowers off of it and bring them inside.
And now that I’ve done it, I’m kicking myself for missing out for 6 years. Hello! Free stuff, enjoying what you have, noticing the beauty where you are…that’s my gig, and somehow, I didn’t see the opportunity sitting right next to my own house.
I will remember this next spring.
Speaking of spring…
after a winter of slipper and sock encased feet, I am soaking up the delicious feeling of bare-naked feet.
Every winter I get so used to having my feet covered up at all times (ok, not in the shower, but you know what I mean), I almost forget how fabulous it is to feel the warm air on my toes.
But it all quickly comes back, and I remember that I’m a proud member of the “shoes are evil and bare feet rock” club.
(You didn’t know there was a club? There totally is, and you should join! All the cool people go barefoot, you know.)
I’m actually kidding about the club. But if you hardly ever go barefoot, I think you should try it. It feels fabulous.
These are making me laugh
On Sunday, we were at Ready, Set, Simplify’s neighborhood park, and I took some pictures of Zoe and Lisey swinging. They’re completely off-topic, but I thought I’d share them anyway.
And that, dear readers, is all the miscellany I have for you this Thursday. 🙂
Today’s 365 post: Shoe on the Sill
Joshua’s 365 post: My Reptile Wall (the bulletin board in this picture was an old church discard, which I painted and hung up on Joshua’s wall)