So I made two loads of bread dough last night in the machines and didn't have time to cook them into the bread cornucopias so I shoved both together in the same container and stuck it in the fridge to harden it up a little until today.
Before we went to bed, Robb noticed that it was becoming a balloon...
So I found a gallon sized sealed bag, sprayed the inside with Pam and then dumped it all in. Then stuck it back in the fridge.
I was awakened this morning with Robb calling upstairs to tell me that my dough had blown up in the fridge. Dang... I came down stairs fearing the worst. That there would be dough bits on everything. Kind of like when a can of pop freezes in your car in the coldest part of winter and explodes onto the seats. I know exactly how that works... I've seen it.
But bread dough acted differently. It basically just popped open the bag as if it were a can of biscuits. I cut pieces of dough from the bag and started making one of the cornucopias.
What a mess. Nothing worked right this time. And since we had JUST run out of eggs, there is no glossy sheen on it. Before I baked it, I sprayed the heck out of it with Pam spray again.
So it's kind of a cornucopia bread tunnel instead. Oh well. I'm still going to use it!
And yeah, I realize it looks pretty sad. I'm not going to sit at that table tomorrow...
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I would eat it. Hmmm, darn you, now I feel the urge to make bread. I hate urges.
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