My father took an early retirement from the sinking ship of print journalism and has, for the past few semesters, been attending cooking school. Its his and my mom’s dream to run a bed & breakfast in New England, so he’s honing his commercial kitchen skills to be the “breakfast” half of the equation (my mom’s got the other half covered). I awoke this morning to an RSS reader full of lovely photos of his recent creations. Check out his mouth-watering Flickr set. Just a little Monday morning eye candy! I know he gets a log of his recipes from Bread by Jeffrey Hamelman
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I love stories of a new-found love and career! Your dad’s bread looks uh-may-sing! Give him a high-five for me, another former journalist, and best of luck to the ‘rents on the B&B dream.
Yum! All I’ve eaten for breakfast today is a tangerine. I want a slice of that. Homemade bread is such a comfort food…
Wow, I love the great attitude towards a career in a petering-out field! Now that’s inspiring… and the bread: also inspiring…