Well, we’re expecting #2. I’m saying it here. It’s official. As much as I’d like to deny it, not possible. My clothes that don’t fit, won’t let me forget. Anyway, back to the point, so I’m SUPER hungry, for high maintenance food. So, I made Calzones for lunch, and Sara got really excited to see the counter get all dirty with flour. She has learned to see things in the kitchen, she has to get her stool to see. So, she promptly got it from the bathroom and brought it right where I was cooking.
Pulling back the sleeves

Tasting the flour

Needing a drink

Rolling out the Dough

This is Sara’s Calzone, or does it look more like focaccia bread?

Fun Times