Bread of Life
Somehow almost an entire month has passed since my last post. Oops. There's been a lot going on around here, but just couldn't think of much to say about it. It's mostly just everyday life happenings that take up all my time and attention. However, something out of the ordinary happened this weekend that I deem an excellent use of time and attention. One of my oldest friends and her husband came to stay with us and it was a ton of fun sharing embarrassing middle school stories which we can now laugh about and watching our husbands' faces contort in disbelief. Yes, be glad you did not know the twelve year old Emily. Anyway, she came down because we attended a grain-milling and bread-making class at the Bread Beckers in Woodstock, GA pretty much all day Saturday. You heard correctly, the girl who does not bake, only steams vegetables in the bag, and rarely uses anything other than the microwave or crockpot to do her cooking went to a class to learn to grind her own...