Jacob has been asking me for quite some time if he could help me cook something. I decided Saturday was a perfect day to grant that wish, and while it was a bit of a delayed start, since I wanted to let the girls finish their cleaning before we began messing it up again, and they were ever so slow and – I wouldn’t say dawdly so much as preoccupied with giggling and hooliganing until suddenly Paul walked in the door from his morning mass and meeting with the Perpetual Adoration committee, and he was carrying all kinds of grocery bags, and that can only ever mean one thing: He intended to cook something himself! And before I could stake out a claim on counter space, he had set up shop, and, with the help of Geneva, began his labors to make the infamous Kohlfurz Stew.
Finally after the two of them had gotten all their chopping finished and filled up TWO roasting pans and set them to simmer, Jacob and I could begin our work. Since this was his first time, I wanted to make it special and memorable, and could think of no better way to commemorate the first baking experience of the boy known alternately as Monster Man, than by having him make Monster Loaves!
He absolutely loved the whole process – grinding grain, measuring, pouring, forming the loaves – and we will do it again this week (though using the more reasonably sized loaf pans this time).
