Okay, the pumpkin bread is in the oven. I was not very good about setting up my mise en scene as Alton Brown calls it, instead relying on pulling things out of cupboards as I went along instead of pre-measuring everything and setting it out in nice little containers, but, oh well. I got everything together and mixed, although I forgot to flour the chopped dates, so they will probably turn into one big date clump at the bottom of the bread.
This was after working in D's classroom this morning and going to the store to get disposable aluminum loaf pans.
Not only did I get the bread into the oven, I have already loaded all the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, and cleaned up the spilled flour from the counters, and put up D's Halloween costume which had been sitting in the kitchen. And even put away the electric mixer. I rock. (Okay, so I haven't swept up the little spills of flour on the floor yet. Sue me.)
Now if my very flaky oven will just refrain from scorching things, we should be good to go.
This was after working in D's classroom this morning and going to the store to get disposable aluminum loaf pans.
Not only did I get the bread into the oven, I have already loaded all the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, and cleaned up the spilled flour from the counters, and put up D's Halloween costume which had been sitting in the kitchen. And even put away the electric mixer. I rock. (Okay, so I haven't swept up the little spills of flour on the floor yet. Sue me.)
Now if my very flaky oven will just refrain from scorching things, we should be good to go.
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