My family was enjoying a relaxing Sunday afternoon when my daughter said, "Dad, I want you to bake bread." It seemed like a fairly random request, but enjoyable nonetheless.
It's been more than 15 years since I last attempted baking bread, and that was a disaster. My bread come out of the oven like a brick. This time turned out much better. I'm not really sure what I did different, but maybe I've learned a little about working with the dough. It seems like there should be a life metaphor here, but warm bread, butter, and jam gave us a great way to end our day together as a family.
By the way, the two different shapes were the result of having only one bread pan.