When You Leave Wild Dough Unchecked
Last night A made some lovely pizza for dinner, and had extra dough. By “extra” I mean “enough to make enough pizza to feed us for the rest of the year”, which is fine by me, because normally bread, buns and the like are produced.
Last night she put the dough into the fridge and it grew, and grew. This morning when I came out to make my lunch the damn thing almost attacked me! I caught it trying to eat the lemon juice from the door of the fridge. Overnight it had grown even more and was resembling something from a movie.
It scares me.