Home from my walk to the village ,I love laying my store bought tulips over the sink while I unpack groceries ..It's a sight I love.
I rarely give in to the splurge..but this is a color I can't resist..
On my walk to the village I stopped at the library tag sale..
and found Henrietta.
I loved her on the spot..she's a clay baker..unglazed..and I had wanted one for bread..
She's quite large and I had to carry her home with me along with a dozen eggs(How perfect!!) and milk..
I took some 5 minute artisan bread dough out..and put it in the sun.. the phone rang and I had to leave for work..so J was in charge of baking it..I called from the office and said..So?
He said.."It's fine".."Fine?" I said...
It can't just be fine..It was baked in Henrietta..it's better than a cloche..I am excited about this I said inside myself..
I couldn't wait to get home to see it!..Next time I will remove her head for the last 10 mins of baking.He did a great job..
I can safely say I have brought my bread making to a higher degree of pleasure with Henrietta.She's just got this face:)