it has been so cold in recent days that the butter has not been warm enough to soften and the pasta fermentation has become much slower. it snowed on sunday. i was in mount foshan in guangdong, and that day i knew nothing but the next morning's whistling. when you drive out of the car in the morning, something falls out of the car and it sounds like rain, but there's no rain in the front windshield of the car, and these “rains” jump off, and i think it's so new, it looks close to the glass, it's solid little ice particles, it's against the sky, it's really hail, it's the first time it's been so long. then there were a lot of snowy little videos in the circle of friends, which started snowing around 11.30 and lasted about an hour, and it was a pity that during that time i was in the supermarket shooping, and i didn't know what was going on out there, missing a few hundred years of encounters... and i didn't know if i'd ever meet again at the local level again in my life... with cold, cold, cold indoor temperatures of only 3 degrees, no naps, breakfast. i used a highly successful sweet toast square, divided into eight small pieces, and made eight small squares of sweet bread, which, unfortunately, was too hot to watch tv because i didn't look in the oven in time. it's a good thing that it's inside, it's beautiful, and it's really good. baking: mid-level oven, 180 degrees of fire, 170 degrees of fire, mid-level, 20-25 minutes of baked mold: eight cups of gold squares that don't stick to your pound cake baker, fernand snow baker
