Graham crackers, and tragedy
I woke up yesterday morning in a bad mood. On the wrong side of the bed, both figuratively and literally. With a pain in my neck that only got worse when I got out of bed. In the middle of a bad dream, the only clear event of which I can remember was going to a wine tasting and getting locked all alone in the tasting room with no wine.
So it was not exactly the best time to try rolling out a very sticky dough and then conducting on it a somewhat exact and time-consuming process. It was worth it, considering how great these crackers turned out, but at the time I actually didn’t think they were going very well and the whole rolling out process made me very angry. So angry, in fact, that after I filled my two baking sheets I threw away the other 1/3 of the dough.
I threw it away. Read more
