who needs a dog when ya've got kids?

and who needs a local bakery when ya've found yer kitchen muse?
TODAY'S RECIPE FOR A SUNSHINEY DAY IN THE SPARKLY BAY...

Firstly:
whang into breadmaker on *dough* setting:
1 cup wholemeal flour
3 cups high grade flour
3 - 4 ysp yeast
2 tsp salt
3 - 4 tsp sugar
400 ml water
while it's mixing make Turkish Tomato Jam:
gently sautée two chopped onions for ten mins in a big of swish of (cold pressed extra virgin) olive oil until clear (if you burn yours because you have too many balls in the air like i did, whoff it all down the sink and rush out to the garden and grab a handful of basil, chop and add to tomatoes etc)

ADD: one tin of chopped tomatoes
1/4 tsp ground ginger
1/4 tsp ground cinnamon
2 big Tbsp (auntie mim's) honey
pinch saffron threads (it's more expensive than gold, i kid you not. so um, i don't have any)
(another optional extra) teensy grated yellow zucchinis

reduce on low heat for twenty minutes until it's a lovely jammy consistency and absolutely irresistible. lick wooden spoon to check. don't burn tongue. cool.
when *dough* is ready, divide in two. roll out, on one sprinkle on grated gold cheese, spread tomato jam (can reverse these two if feeling less coordinated than moi, it was a laugh trying to spread the Turkish Tomato Jam *on* the grated cheese lol)
on the other, sprinkle a cup and a bit (or whatever) CHOCOLATE DROPS.

roll each bread dough up like a long sausage. tuck ends under.
rise (in the oven on very low) for an hour.
bake 180 celsius for 20 - 25 mins.
Secondly: pack said delish bread (i keep typing "brad") loaves
and kiddos and billions of towels and togs and boards and drinkies and head to the stingray beach. where there are no stingrays today.

OH, AND
*DRUM ROLL*
Here's the "who needs a dog when ya've got kids?" part...

Hubby: "ok S10 and M6, i'll stand here and hit the ball

and you guys see who can get it first

and throw it back..."

yep, it's the best kind of *fetch* cos kids understand english and don't try to eat the ball.

Thirdly: practise the mo-o-o-o-o-ves:

(tilt your head to the left, to the left.... watch the little flip in the box to the left...)