We call these fosters the 3 orange popsicles
Brian, Gregory, and Kevin were brought to the shelter piled in a bucket with 7 other kitties after they were all found fleeing from a controlled rural ditch burn. These sweet babies were terrified, skinny, had mites, and had slightly singed whiskers.
4 weeks later they’re strong, fat, brave and silly! They’ll be off to adoption next week. I’m gonna miss them a lot, they were great fun. ❤️
Haha, it tastes probably even better than it looks. Happy camper here!
Newish to baking and Lemmy, hi!
Hi all! Excited to be trying out Lemmy after only lurking on Reddit for the last 10+ years. I’m going to try to be a better community contributor here… though it’s admittedly a little scary for me to be posting, haha.
This was a simple 20% rye, 80% bf loaf made with Mario, my small-town Italian sourdough starter, which was brought home to me by a traveling neighbor a few years ago.
I love Mario. He’s smells richly floral and has notes of red apple while chillin’ in his jar. Mario makes breads with awesome potential, and he’s helping me slowly improve my abilities with each new bake. I just friggen love baking bread. That crackle sound as it cools? always makes me grin and do a little dance.
Haha, ok now I’m rambling. Cheers to all you bread lovers. Much love from me and Mario, and may all your bakes be tall and tasty!
So lovely! I’d happily eat one of those with some cheese and a lil tipple. Nicely done!
I’ve been there too. Never give up! Until then, you can always blame it on the field mice.