Focaccia Farce

You know how evenings get crazy. I put together some foccacia dough but realized too late that I wouldn't be able to have it ready in time for spaghetti and meatballs, so let it rise in the (cold) oven where little fingers wouldn't poke it continuously. I was tired and after the kids went to sleep Man and I actually sat and chatted for a while for the first time in... oh, gosh, since our date, I guess.

Anyway, it's almost 9:30 this morning but between taking phone calls, feeding little 'uns, etc, I was just about to step in the shower when I smelled bread dough...



Yes, that's right. It rose overnight. Maybe I could still go for a full-bodied sourdough...