We need a manly apron around here.
What we didn't have was blueberry bread. Blueberry bread is to Erik (and Tyler) what coffee is to me. Mornings just don't progress well without it. Costco used to sell a two loaf package. Slowly each Costco discontinued carrying the crack, I mean the blueberry bread. For the last year we've been making the half hour (each way) trip to the only Costco in the East Bay that was still stocking it. Bad news- they stopped slinging blueberry bread too. Our last glimmer of hope is a Costco over an hour away.
This morning Tyler and I tried our best to recreate the magic. Erik will determine if we succeeded. If we did, life will be back to normal again. Except that I'll be baking blueberry bread almost weekly. Me baking anything isn't normal.