I really, really wanted to name this blog The Little Red Hen. I tried every variation on that name I could think of, on multiple blog host sites. Apparently, I’m not nearly as original as I like to believe I am. Everything was taken.
All this is just to say that, had I been able to use my original concept, I would have had something much more clever to say about this loaf of rosemary foccacia I baked yesterday.
I bought the flour, I kneaded the dough, I baked the bread, and Faramir helped me eat it.