Hate to say it, but I bought a Bread Making machine. I just toss the ingredients in and let the machine do its thing. It even adds the walnuts! My mother made the same bread and had a messy kitchen.
She baked, and I remember her damn parakeet landing on a cake or something right out of the oven. We had feathers all over since the bird was nosy. Rode on my mother's wrist and flapped its wings whenever she was baking.
I can just imagine baking yeast bread with 1 nosy Snowshoe cat. All bowls belong Johnson. If there's anything in there, she has to check it out. She would pull the cloth off.
She can't get into the bread machine!
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