We love love love our breadmaker.  We have even fine tuned a recipe to be Just As We Like It™ and often enjoy it simply toasted with a little butter or perhaps with a little cheese spread upon it.  It’s great dipped in soups and chilis.  A nice piece set up next to a big plate of spaghetti is perfectly awesome.  And the breadmaker?  Well, it never fails.  Never.  Never ever.

Until now.

For the love of all that is holy, would you look at this thing??!!  I accidently left the curtains open when I took it out of the machine and I could hear neighborhood children crying and dogs wailing and grown men gnashing their teeth.  It was not pretty!  I’m not even sure what happened but I think I’m going to blame the yeast.  Or maybe the flour.  Perhaps the bran.

Actually, I’m pretty sure that it was Satan.

Or Voldemort.