“Homemade is my specialty,” Ed proclaimed as he reached for the automatic bread maker.
He asked Edna to excuse herself, and turned down the TV to minimize any distractions. Working like a mad scientist, Ed meticulously measured and poured each of the ingredients: flour, water, dry milk, sugar, salt. He then made and double checked some precise computations regarding the desired finish time, and turned the unit on.
“We had everything?” Edna asked with concern from the adjoining room.
“We’re good,” Ed said as he waived her off. “Everything but yeast.”
Edna grinned, then added bread to her grocery list.