Tuesday Tell All: Smell

I think my favorite smell is the smell of fresh baked wheat bread. This was a weekly if not twice week smell in the home I grew up in. I have since continued the tradition of baking bread. I lapsed for a while after we got married and I was doing the mixing and kneading by hand since my carpal tunnel acted up, but then we got my beloved Bosch Mixer. I had a Kitchen Aid but it just didn't cut it. I love the smell, I love the taste and it goes with any meal. I love wheat bread. In fact I have been more sleepy than hungry lately due to staying up late helping Gary do the mudding on the basement and so I have not baked bread. We have been out for a week and I am severely missing it. Olea likes to help too. Olea helps Oma knead some dough.
Here is a visual of a batch Olea helped me put faces on. We do this on occasion. This one is Olea and Daddy breads. This is not a proud batch, it's kinda lopsided but I didn't knead it like I usually do. But it tasted just fine and it's cute.