Really, nothing delights me more sometimes than the sweet, embracing scent of a newly baked bread lingering all around the house.
Just baked banana bread because (1) Luis asked me to, (2) Tatay loves it, (3) I have super ripe bananas on my kitchen counter and (4) I’ve been dying to try our new oven.
Yes. Our oven broke down last week. We’ve actually inherited it from the previous owner of the house. I don’t know if its old or if I overused it or Anton tickled the knobs too much.
Anything is possible in this house.
I was a bit lost without an oven. Couldn’t bake, couldn’t roast.
But it’s a good Lenten sacrifice. Great for my soul.
The Captain couldn’t take my misery and bought a new one (Omega). It’s too good I couldn’t remember how to operate it so I’ve asked the Captain to teach my budding electrician, Luis.
See how I get my way?
I’ll be boiling water for my merienda soon. Nothing like super hot coffee with this this scrumptious treat.
Come and join me. The kids are out with the Captain.