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	<title>Comments on: Win My Textbook</title>
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	<description>Notes from my kitchen, in which I bake bread and raise a few other matters</description>
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		<title>By: Ginger Pumpkin Braid &#171; Toxo Bread</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-12487</link>
		<dc:creator>Ginger Pumpkin Braid &#171; Toxo Bread</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 19:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] stuff if you&#8217;re a science geek like me (although I am pretty envious of those who are taking intensive baking courses at SFBI!) but nothing about bread. Where is the bread? I&#8217;ve been baking erratically and now the [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] stuff if you&#8217;re a science geek like me (although I am pretty envious of those who are taking intensive baking courses at SFBI!) but nothing about bread. Where is the bread? I&#8217;ve been baking erratically and now the [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Pix  Harper</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11473</link>
		<dc:creator>Pix  Harper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 14:46:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ok-this is not a joke but a funny thing that happened in yeast bread class.
we are always in a mad scramble to get all of our required items mixed, proofed &amp; baked on time. Three of us were working on one table and somehow the cream cheese measurement got mixed iup with my butter for cinnamon rolls. The dough looked fine, it proofed OK, but when we took it out of the oven..they were flatter and did not have great texture........however, they were the best tasting of the lot! I wouldnt recommend substituing cream cheese for butter...I woke up in the middle of the night remembering what went wrong...I havent told the instructor yet.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ok-this is not a joke but a funny thing that happened in yeast bread class.<br />
we are always in a mad scramble to get all of our required items mixed, proofed &amp; baked on time. Three of us were working on one table and somehow the cream cheese measurement got mixed iup with my butter for cinnamon rolls. The dough looked fine, it proofed OK, but when we took it out of the oven..they were flatter and did not have great texture&#8230;&#8230;..however, they were the best tasting of the lot! I wouldnt recommend substituing cream cheese for butter&#8230;I woke up in the middle of the night remembering what went wrong&#8230;I havent told the instructor yet.</p>
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		<title>By: Mike</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11274</link>
		<dc:creator>Mike</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 05:37:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A young man is at the airport picking up his mother-in-law who is in for a surprise visit.  &quot;So, how are you planning to stay?&quot; he asks.  &quot;Well, how long are you willing to put up with me?&quot; replies the old lady.  &quot;What do you mean, you won&#039;t even stay for dinner?&quot; says son-in-law.

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Best of luck!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A young man is at the airport picking up his mother-in-law who is in for a surprise visit.  &#8220;So, how are you planning to stay?&#8221; he asks.  &#8220;Well, how long are you willing to put up with me?&#8221; replies the old lady.  &#8220;What do you mean, you won&#8217;t even stay for dinner?&#8221; says son-in-law.</p>
<p>&#8212;</p>
<p>Best of luck!</p>
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		<title>By: Jim S</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11273</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim S</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 01:27:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What do you call a rabbit that works in a bakery?

Why, its a Yeaster Bunny!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What do you call a rabbit that works in a bakery?</p>
<p>Why, its a Yeaster Bunny!</p>
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		<title>By: Frances</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11270</link>
		<dc:creator>Frances</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 00:23:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What do you call a dog with no legs?

It doesn&#039;t matter, he won&#039;t come anyway.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What do you call a dog with no legs?</p>
<p>It doesn&#8217;t matter, he won&#8217;t come anyway.</p>
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		<title>By: mlaiuppa</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11265</link>
		<dc:creator>mlaiuppa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:30:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay. Here&#039;s one that I&#039;ve cleaned up as well as I can. 

Surgeons were talking amongst themselves in the doctor&#039;s lounge of a large hospital. They were discussing what patients they preferred to operate on. 

One surgeon said, he preferred the Germans. When you opened them up everything was neat and organized and labeled; &quot;pancreas&quot;, &quot;lungs&quot;, &quot;stomach&quot;. 

The next surgeon said he loved the Japanese best because they were color-coded; red to red, blue to blue, green to green. 

The last surgeon said he preferred to work on San Francisco Baking Institute instructors (adjusted just for you). When asked why he said &quot;no brains, no stomach, no heart, no guts and the mouth and a**h**e are interchangeable.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay. Here&#8217;s one that I&#8217;ve cleaned up as well as I can. </p>
<p>Surgeons were talking amongst themselves in the doctor&#8217;s lounge of a large hospital. They were discussing what patients they preferred to operate on. </p>
<p>One surgeon said, he preferred the Germans. When you opened them up everything was neat and organized and labeled; &#8220;pancreas&#8221;, &#8220;lungs&#8221;, &#8220;stomach&#8221;. </p>
<p>The next surgeon said he loved the Japanese best because they were color-coded; red to red, blue to blue, green to green. </p>
<p>The last surgeon said he preferred to work on San Francisco Baking Institute instructors (adjusted just for you). When asked why he said &#8220;no brains, no stomach, no heart, no guts and the mouth and a**h**e are interchangeable.</p>
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		<title>By: mlaiuppa</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11264</link>
		<dc:creator>mlaiuppa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:23:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I only know off color jokes and those requireing hand gestures for the punch line. But I&#039;ll give it a shot.

The following has been adjusted for profession. I&#039;m a teacher. Adjust as you wish to suit yourself or your audience. 

A teacher died and went to heaven. There she was met at the pearly gates by none other than St. Peter himself. She was smiled at, and waved at by passing angels. Peter asked her if she&#039;d like to see her accommodations. She replied &quot;Yes, thank you.&quot; He escorted her to a lovely condo overlooking Pearly Gate square. Inside it was completely and luxuriously furnished. The closet was full of designer clothing that all fit perfectly. And there were dozens of shoes in her closet that didn&#039;t pinch at all. The refrigerator was fully stocked, as was the pantry. Every high end appliance and high end pot, pan, dish and utensil you could want was in the kitchen. The windows were draped with silk. The teacher was amazed and thanked Peter. He said &quot;It&#039;s the least we can do for your years of selfless dedication and a lifetime of sacrifice.&quot; 

The teacher was absolutely thrilled. 

A few days later she noticed a hubbub out in the square. Angels were buffing and polishing. Hedges were clipped, sidewalks were swept and a red carpet was being rolled out. The teacher was sure the Pope had died. 

She went down to find out what was going on. She asked a passing angel what all of the preparations were for. He said they were expecting a school administrator&quot;. 

The teacher&#039;s face fell. She couldn&#039;t help but look disappointed. She blurted out &quot;I really appreciate everything that&#039;s been done for me, but I can&#039;t believe  you&#039;re going through all of this for a school administrator!&quot;

The angel replied &quot;Don&#039;t worry dear. We&#039;re going all out because we just don&#039;t get that many up here.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I only know off color jokes and those requireing hand gestures for the punch line. But I&#8217;ll give it a shot.</p>
<p>The following has been adjusted for profession. I&#8217;m a teacher. Adjust as you wish to suit yourself or your audience. </p>
<p>A teacher died and went to heaven. There she was met at the pearly gates by none other than St. Peter himself. She was smiled at, and waved at by passing angels. Peter asked her if she&#8217;d like to see her accommodations. She replied &#8220;Yes, thank you.&#8221; He escorted her to a lovely condo overlooking Pearly Gate square. Inside it was completely and luxuriously furnished. The closet was full of designer clothing that all fit perfectly. And there were dozens of shoes in her closet that didn&#8217;t pinch at all. The refrigerator was fully stocked, as was the pantry. Every high end appliance and high end pot, pan, dish and utensil you could want was in the kitchen. The windows were draped with silk. The teacher was amazed and thanked Peter. He said &#8220;It&#8217;s the least we can do for your years of selfless dedication and a lifetime of sacrifice.&#8221; </p>
<p>The teacher was absolutely thrilled. </p>
<p>A few days later she noticed a hubbub out in the square. Angels were buffing and polishing. Hedges were clipped, sidewalks were swept and a red carpet was being rolled out. The teacher was sure the Pope had died. </p>
<p>She went down to find out what was going on. She asked a passing angel what all of the preparations were for. He said they were expecting a school administrator&#8221;. </p>
<p>The teacher&#8217;s face fell. She couldn&#8217;t help but look disappointed. She blurted out &#8220;I really appreciate everything that&#8217;s been done for me, but I can&#8217;t believe  you&#8217;re going through all of this for a school administrator!&#8221;</p>
<p>The angel replied &#8220;Don&#8217;t worry dear. We&#8217;re going all out because we just don&#8217;t get that many up here.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Odette</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11263</link>
		<dc:creator>Odette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:09:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, it&#039;s MIL&#039;s Hopi/Pueblo stone &amp; clay bread oven  in the back yard that&#039;s in need of  a fresh coat of clay to get it back up to baking par.  Most houses out here have regularly-used bread and various other outdoor ovens. Serious bakers and roasters.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, it&#8217;s MIL&#8217;s Hopi/Pueblo stone &amp; clay bread oven  in the back yard that&#8217;s in need of  a fresh coat of clay to get it back up to baking par.  Most houses out here have regularly-used bread and various other outdoor ovens. Serious bakers and roasters.</p>
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		<title>By: Carissa</title>
		<link>http://www.wildyeastblog.com/2009/09/14/win-my-textbook/comment-page-3/#comment-11262</link>
		<dc:creator>Carissa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 20:37:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Why did the cross-eyed teacher quite his job?
Because he couldn&#039;t control his pupils.

Love your blog and good luck!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why did the cross-eyed teacher quite his job?<br />
Because he couldn&#8217;t control his pupils.</p>
<p>Love your blog and good luck!</p>
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		<title>By: Odette</title>
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		<dc:creator>Odette</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 18:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Good luck with your course! Enjoy!

I need that book! I&#039;m way out in the boonies - but I live very close to the post office!  This is my bread oven:

http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/1191/img3266crclr.jpg


Really.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good luck with your course! Enjoy!</p>
<p>I need that book! I&#8217;m way out in the boonies &#8211; but I live very close to the post office!  This is my bread oven:</p>
<p><a href="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/1191/img3266crclr.jpg" rel="nofollow">http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/1191/img3266crclr.jpg</a></p>
<p>Really.</p>
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