Yesterday at 1:30 I put 3 loaves of bread into the warm oven to rise. I'm 56. At 10 I walked by the stove and thot to my old self, "It smells like bread rising." OH NO!!! They were HUGE and all glued together so I separated them and used a toothpick to let some air out. Tastes great! I emptied the freezer in the basement yesterday cuz I never look in there and it's a waste of electricity. I found many jars of strawberry jam that tastes good on the funny bread. And I found a turkey!