I decided the day called for some good comfort food: Mom's minestrone soup and home-made bread.
It was the first time I've ever made a loaf of bread without a mixer or bread machine and it turned out perfect. I think I've had 8,709 pieces. Or 5. A lot, anyway. Can you see the butter melting on the bread? Can you see how perfectly it would soak up the soup?
Can you blame me for eating so much?
For dessert I had the creamiest, coldest eggnog from a local farm. It was so rich and decadent.
Xander's been refusing to eat baby food from a jar. Tonight I cut up the veggies in our soup and gave him minestrone mash instead. He loved it! I love the forehead carrot look.
It was a perfect day to usher in the cold weather.