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I've never been able to wear a watch. Something about my body chemistry makes time pieces break - after relatively short periods, say a day or so, the watch simply stops keeping time. I've also never been able to bake any recipe using yeast. For years I tried to get bread to rise, with no luck at all. Even under supervision with expert cooks, it was a hopeless effort. But when we went to Disneyland I needed to be able to coordinate time so we didn't lose either grandmother or teenage girls; so I bought a cheap watch, figuring it would last for at least a day or two, long enough to establish our routine at the park. Yesterday I looked at my wrist and realized that the watch was still running, after a month of daily use. What a surprise! I stood in the aisle at grocery store, staring at my wrist, then looked up. I was in front of the baking supplies. How could I pass up the cosmic challenge? I didn't want to be overly optimistic so I bought a packet of organic, pre-mixed bread. I took it home and the children made brownies while I kneaded and poked. I set the dough in a warm place with a cover and then paced around, wondering if the experiment would work. At the appointed moment I peeked under the towel: My loaf was rising! In the end, it wasn't a perfectly shaped dome, but it was a legitimate, properly prepared organic loaf. Very dense, very tasty. I wonder what else has changed inside my body, if my external magnetism has altered so radically. share: facebook|stumbleupon|twitter
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