13 hours ago, Anna N said:Wow. You must be buying different bread flour. This has never once happened to me when I buy flour.
It did get a little confusing at one point. As we were leaving the restaurant I mentioned that I still needed to buy flour. My dear friend misunderstood me and thought I wanted to buy flowers. We then spent a good five minutes at total cross purposes - me thinking of bread and her thinking of some romantic event on the horizon which I had failed to inform her of in advance.
Hitting the flour emporium, I requested my usual flour (they know me) while friend went wandering around looking to see what else they carry. She ended up with curry powder, Kewpie sweet mayonnaise (is there anything more disgusting?) and something else which my sensitive brain has blanked in desperate self-preservation. Thankfully, I am the cook in this relationship of friends. I love her dearly, but don't tell her rather large fiancé! (Actually he knows!) But I do dinner!