Because I’ve been told I’d best not darken the door of the blogosphere unless I show the fruits of my labors…
The whole wheat/fruit/seed breads.
The walnut and scallion bread. (We ate one of these with dinner, and baby, was it lovely. It also had the side benefit of a vaguely purple crumb, the result of all the walnuts. I love it when that happens.)
The whole wheat/oat/pecan loaves.
Peanut butter cookies. (These come from The King Arthur Flour Baker’s Companion. Lloyd has proclaimed them good. Actually, he didn’t say anything at first, as he was too busy eating them. Eventually he came up for air and murmured, “wonderful,” so I’ll take that as a good sign.)
Marionberry ice cream. (When I took the chilled ice cream base out of the fridge, it was so thick that I had to ladle it into the ice cream machine. I love it when that happens.)
I have it on good authority that the Prepare to Meet Your Bakery will ship to interested parties. And yes, Debbie, it’s all on South Beach.
Molly, remind me one day to tell you my anecdote about that crack smokin’ former DC mayor. It is mildly amusing.