
Did I tell you that I taught Jimmie to make sourdough bread this weekend? Yep! He made a loaf for his mom without my help and it turned out beautifully. ;)
Jimmie wasn't home when I baked them, but I used an identical method for both. He came home to two loaves sitting side-by-side (not this picture) on the counter. Here's how it went down:
Me: "Hey, there are your two loaves for your blind taste test. Go for it."
Jimmie: [taking a bite of each and pointing to the loaf on the right], "This one is DEFINITELY yours. It tastes better."
Kasey: "Are you sure? Did you taste both?"
Jimmie: [Looking suddenly remorseful at his hasty response], "Uhhhh...."
Kasey: "You are RIGHT! You picked mine!"
Jimmie: [Full of relief, smiles and says], "You had me going there for a second. I thought maybe I picked Carl's, but I was SO confident that yours was the one with a prettier crust and bigger holes."
Smart boy.
Sorry, Carl. I win.