FrrrrrrrrooooooaaaahhhI had to brush off the dust in here! Hi hi!
Proofing bowls. (just jumping right in.)
Do I neeeeeed one? And also, do you call it a proofing bowl or a proofing basket? It looks baskety, but in a bowl shape. And I do not want to get this wrong with my bread heads.
Tell me, what does a proofing bowl actually do? Is it any better than the normal glass bowl I let my bread dough rise in? It is for the bread to rise in, right? All the photos show the bread fully baked in the basket/bowl. And I get that it’s for aesthetic, but the bread’s not BACK in that proofing basket once it’s baked, am I right? Or do you put it back in there when you serve? Surely not. Wait, do you? Then how would you slice it? Yes I need hand holding stop looking at me like that.
This what I’m worried about. Mold. Will the basket get moldy? Or icky and sticky with all that risen dough? Are they easy to clean? Does the bread slide right out? I want a proofing bowl! (<–that’s what it comes down to.)
But I need my bread fanatics to give me the scoop before I riiiiiise to the challenge. Ha! Get i- never mind.
Are we getting a proofing basket? Tell me.
Speaking of, on a scale from massive meh to YOU MUST BEFORE I SCREAM: Bridgerton?
Speaking of, we need to discuss leave-in conditioners.
(Lacy I can feel your ears perk up)
My gifted Garnier leave-in condish (that’s what I call it. you can hate it.) is about out, and I’m wondering what else is out there that’s super pimp at getting hair velvet pillow smooth. (it’s a thing.)
I honestly feel like FOR ME, leave-in condishes are that secret James Bond key to keeping me from looking like one of those wirey dogs that just came from the groomer that specializes in poofing out the wirey hair until it looks like effing cotton candy. That, or Charlize Theron in Monster. Things could go either way, guys.
What do you use and love and can’t get enough of? I need you to be straight with me. Ha! Get i- never mind.
Speaking of, we desperately need to talk loose teas. Loose leaf teas. Flower teas. Herbal teas. No-caff teas.
I’m day eight into Dry January (things got close to breaking two days ago obviously, but we stayed strong!) and my ritual has been to start a kettle (it’s okay if you need to pretend I’m British when I say things like “start a kettle”) around 3:30pm and keep a mug of warm tea at the ready. That one is a blend of lavender, peppermint and chamomile, and it is super lovely. But tell me more about loose leaf herbal tea blends! I’m talking exploding flowers, a blooming forest of moss, earthy simmer times like whoa.
Come on, steep to my level. Ha! Get i- never mind.
You know I do nothing. Except read, run and work on my gallery wall. YES I AM STILL WORKING ON IT.
Oh, we’re painting our fireplace! The inside. Why are you looking at me like that? Listen, I’ll snag some photos and slap them on here in case you’re a maniac like me.
Also, I believe some curried egg salad on croissants will be occurring. I’ll get that to yew tew, bew. (so sorry)
So right, Bridgerton?