I was watching Baking with Julia today while folding clothes. My boy came in the room and was reeled in by her magical voice. He watched...puzzled for a moment. Looking up at me he asked, "Is that lady real?"
"Oh. Yes. She's real." (Was real. Thank you, Lord, for Julia Child. Thank you.)
We both watched. Julia the Great was making bread today. There was punching. And vigorous stirring. Clouds of flour and whirling dough.
"Can we make bread today?"
"You better believe it."
We got to work. There was punching. And vigorous stirring. Clouds of flour and whirling dough.
And the fruits of our labor taste delicious.