The newest member of our family

We made an addition to our family! Rosie is no longer an only child.

Breadward Elric has been in the foster care of our loving refrigerator for a few weeks now, and we’ve only begun to reawaken him this past week. He didn’t feel like our baby at first, and it sometimes felt like a chore to take care of him. Flour is more precious than gold these days.

Breadward Elric, grain alchemist

gotcha day 4/7/2020

But our cool chef friends/former bread baker gave us some good advice, and Noah has taken him under his wing like his own baby. Just like when he used to wake up at 5am to sleep next to a crying Rosie, he is now waking up early to feed Breado. And Breado made us so proud! He helped Noah made an impressive first loaf ever and worked very hard. So now he really feels like part of the family.

We used the Tartine recipe but we didn’t have wheat flour and used 100% King Arthur bread flour.

Originally, we wanted to name him Moses, for the irony of us making our first loaf of bread ever on the first day of Passover. But I don’t know, he just didn’t fit the name.

Breadward Elric (probably better said like the original, Bu-re-do-wah-do E-ru-ree-ku) is an appropriate name that works on so many levels, including how I kind of feel like we’re living in the FMA world right now.

Now we’re officially out of bread flour. I’ve not seen it in the grocery stores for weeks. Glad I snagged 25lb of AP a few weeks ago at Costco, because I haven’t seen much AP any of the times I’ve gone to the store either.

This quarantine is starting to take a toll on us mentally. The mental fatigue is real. I haven’t been motivated to cook for days. So it was amazing that Noah could muster the strength to babysit dough for several hours at 30-minute intervals. And I got to ride the high of his feelings of accomplishment. And eat yummy bread.