The Bread and Butter of Assisted Living

I told the women sitting around the table, all of whom were at least in their 80's, that I was going to teach them about making butter. They didn't believe me.

With a few tablespoons of heavy cream, souffle cups, and 5 minutes of arm exercise, I surprised them.

While we shook, the smell of fresh baked bread kneaded the air. The residents had each added one of the ingredients for the loaf.

After the bread machine beeped we swiped creamy fresh butter on hot slices and took big bites.

Visiting children played on the floor with building blocks. The residents speculated on when the youngest would learn to walk.

It was a great day in Assisted Living.