Bread again today. But first, I would like to inflict the same torture on you that I have been experiencing all day. Here you go:
So, the thing is, this particular version doesnt have the opening sound. But, before he begins singing, usually, he shouts “HOLLA!” So thats why the challah bread made me think of this song. Which in turn makes me think of middle school, which was, quite frankly, not my favorite. So yes, screw you Nelly and your stupid incomprehensible song lyrics.
Ok. I feel better now and and also I have a delicious loaf of challah bread in my kitchen. Did you know you made challah by braiding strands of dough together? I did not. This is a six-strand loaf:
Also, a fruitcake cupcake. (It was less gross than it sounds. Fruitcake, it turns out, does not have to be unfortunate.)
