2nd day at the Farmers Market

I am going against the flesh...I do not want to blog.

Yesterday 6/12, Friday I worked at 830am till 530pm, came home, prepped the kitchen, and made bread. I was up till 200am, and woke up at 630am the next morning to make more bread. Then it was off to the farmers market. This pretty much sums it all up. My mom's day was just as hectic: she was up by 715am, the baby she baby sits came before 800am (my mom watches her till 600pm), my mom made fresh spaghetti sauce (so we could all have a home cooked meal in the midst of our busy day) and she made 4 batches of coffee cake. When I came home from work she helped me prep the kitchen and was my helper in getting all the breads made (and she calls me super women...now we know where I get it from). In the kitchen was my mom, jerry (my step dad), and myself all working like little busy bees. As I watched us working together in the kitchen I thanked the Lord, cause what we do is a team effort and not one person can get more credit that the other, God gets all the credit, He orchestrates it all! It was truly a moment of gratefulness. Did I mention... Jerry ground all the flour approx 50lbs, as needed.

Now of course there was some doozies along the way. Not getting into too much detail: #1- My mom only wanted to double the recipe for the coffee cakes ( she had never quadrupled it and didn't want to take any chances), but Someone had other plans. Mom accidently added 4x the amount of baking powder than was needed, forcing her to make a quadruple batch of coffee cake vs. the double batch she had planned. #2-Trying to get others to follow instructions is not very easy, especially when you're telling your mom what to do. It's hard when the roles are reversed and my mom has to do what I say, she has many years of "cooking experience", but none in "bread making experience.". And #3- When we were on our last 10 loaves of bread (at 12ish...am), and they were on the counter rising, we started cleaning up the kitchen... and someone (I'm not mentioning any names) somehow broke a coffee cup on the counter and it shattered on to the bread. We had to throw out a little under 20lbs of bread dough. There was no way I was going to start 2 new batches of bread. By the time we cleaned up the kitchen and got the breads and coffee cake slices bagged , labeled and packed it was after 130am.

I rose early to make the 2 batches of bread again and met everyone at the farmers market at 930am. It was good we made the extra bread cause once again we were sold out before 11am.

Let me tell you the miracle in all this: We all got along, nobody broke out crying when we had to throw out all that bread. We took peace in knowing God was in control. To God be the Glory Great things He hath done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My brother Josh helped out in cleaning the kitchen and getting the labels all ready for the breads, my husband David was a GREAT help in just being there when I needed him and always had encouraging words, and of course the girls were the a great help in selling the bread, and passing out the samples, and sharing the ingredients we used ( emphasizing all the stuff that's good for you...that's how David puts it).

Thank you returning customers and Thank you new customers! It is our prayer you keep coming back!