August 17, 2022

I need to pack 2 items for shipping today, and then I will water the garden quickly.

I was hoping it would rain today though. However, there is a 50% forecast, but that's not reassuring enough.

The mister is hoping the opposite. He is planning to have his "iron" supplement (he'll ride his motorbike) after work.

I will drop the packages at the post office on my way to my allergist. I will have my 4 allergy shots for this month and I honestly don't mind the pain, but I don't like getting sleepy after it.

But first and foremost, I will have my cup of café latte and my homemade Spanish bread. I will probably take some bread to my Pinoy Allergist and her staff later.

His Wish Is My Command

When I started making my Nutella twists, it was a big hit right away with the boys. Yna, who was in Washington D.C. drooled over it and patiently waited to taste it until she came home for her spring break.

They all loved it, and I am so happy it was a success!

I made them many times already. A friend asked if she could buy some. Well, I don't know about that yet! You see, I only make bread for our personal consumption. I have been thinking about it though, but we'll see.



Yesterday, since we ran out of bread already, I made another batch. On his work days, the mister likes either a toasted piece of homemade loaf bread with a sunny-side up egg, or any sweet filled bread paired with his morning coffee.

The mister: Ayaw ng Nutella bread! (Not the Nutella bread!)

Wait! What?

Did I hear him right?

He said NO to the "big hit"! 

Really?

I felt sad, but not mad.

Me: Kay? (Because?)
Him: Spanish bread lang! (Just Spanish bread!)

Phew!

When the panadera is his wife, he can say no and just request for another kind. It is that easy.

Making bread makes me relaxed. It makes me happy, so I made three different kinds of bread last night. I made Spanish bread, Nutella twist bread, and Nutella-peanut butter twist bread. The Nutellas were for the mister's colleague, Bryan. He jokingly commented on a photo of my bread that I shared on Facebook last weekend. He said that he'd claim his share from Jay in the office.

Well, why not give him some. So far, since I started cooking and making bread, I have not poisoned or sent someone to the ER for food poisoning yet. I also trust the taste buds of my family. So if they say it's good, then it is!

The mister's wish was my command--Spanish bread! I ran out of bread crumbs to sprinkle on the bread before baking them, so I just brushed the remaining egg wash that I used for the Nutellas. I swear! These are Spanish breads!


They don't look like it, but see its moist sugar-butter-bread crumbs yummy goodness filling... and nothing more than filling!

Sweet-filled bread is the missus to the mister's morning coffee.

Yum!