When I was a little girl, I used to love old fasion type stories and the homemade food they prepared and ate. You could say I have a bit of interest in little house on the prairie type food . Today, people call it a simpler way of life. I am not sure if simple is the right word but there is something in me and many others that is drawn to wholesome, home made goodness. I can't explain it, but I am so glad I have a grain mill now, since I especially want to enrich Bryce's diet more than ever with wholesome foods. Although good nutrition is nothing new in this house I do have to step it up a notch. Admittedly, I have had seasons of increased laziness in this area as well. Now, I am learning and relearning many things about nutrition, cancer and ways to help his body fight that cancer with proper foods.
Last year I invested in a grain mill and waited a long time to get started as it sat for some time this summer as one can imagine. Finally, I have had a day to schedule in a moment to pre-grind some flour for the freezer. The mill does all the work and it's loud so there is no relaxation during that particular part and yet the rich, nutty smell of the flour waifs into my nose...the warm, soft feel of the flour in my fingers after it's done. (the kids love that part) The taste of home made waffles, muffins and other goodies with fresh milled flour...I can hardly eat the store bought now. It is incomparable.
One of the best things I love best about it is having children who love to make things with me. All the kids get their turn, but today my daughter, my 'mini-me' is the icing on the home milled flour...see for yourself.