My first baking class began this morning, and ended just a while ago.
Lizbeth, from upstairs, wife of Jesús, came down, and I showed her how I make the sourdough bread, complete with feeding the starter. Then, after that, I showed her how to make a regular loaf of bread; one that would be more suitable for their little guy, Gaby.
The kitchen was a “cool” two hundred sixty five degrees Celsius, yet, with my fan blowing on the wind chimes in the laundry area, towards the kitchen, and the exhaust fan on medium speed, it felt like it was only two hundred and sixty degrees Celsius. Such a relief 😮
It was so hot because I was getting ready to bake another loaf of sourdough bread, as I am almost completely out. I give at least a half loaf to whomever asks for it first, so I only have a half loaf for the few days in between baking. Ivan is still unable to eat any. But, soon he will be able.
While we wait for that day, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.