I just washed the flour of my hands from making pepperoni bread and I'm watching the dogs out of the corner of my eye to keep them from nabbing a bite of dough. This has happened before, and we almost lost a dog in a terrible and tragic dog flushing itself down the toilet "accident." Such are the dangers of living in a tiny house.
I have a wonderful French bread recipe that my sister gave me a few years back that I use to make a number of very tasty things. I figured out the cost of the making this bread at one point and it came to something like 35 cents a loaf. Very cheap, especially for starving college students. Problem was, adding pepperoni and cheese increased the price of a loaf by over ten fold so whenever I did make pepperoni bread I was very stingy. It was still quite good, but it had really just had the taste rather than the full effect.
I decided to change that, and this time added about 1.5 cups of cheese and thirty or so piece of pepperoni to each loaf and I'm really looking forward to the results. They're big and fat and they're rising on the counter while the oven preheats as I type.
One of these days I'm going to get a camera and start posting pictures of my culinary escapades. One of these days...