Okay, I had a good time this morning at Stake Relief Society Enrichment and so I just wanted to report to y'all a couple of things -- you have already read regarding the talk on the family the Stake R.S. Prez gave.
Then we split into two classes. One of the classes was on breadmaking.
I need to disclaimer something. The amount of times I have made bread in my career as a wife and mother could prolly be counted on both hands. The amount of times that the bread has actually been edible is half that. In fact, I have passed on the bread making duties in our house to my 13 year old son (bar mitvahed! ha) and he does all right, hey. Well, he is the one who took over, let's say that. (The men in my hubby's family have a great tradition of being great at cooking what they want to eat: bread, brownies, pancakes . . . you get it.)
So I'm not some homemaking queen here when I say that . . .
I am totally psyched that at least in some places in "the church" they still INSIST on breadmaking as part of a Relief Society sister's curriculum!! I'm not being sarcastic.
Of course, it instead of "punching", "kneading", "tepid water", "proofing", "grease the pan" etc. it is BREADMAKING MILLENIUM STYLE, ha ha -- saf-instant, liquid lecithin, grain mills, bosches, food network, canola spray, and "you can do it under one hour!" Of COURSE you can.

It's the New Testament version of the covenant, ha ha . . . of breadmaking.
The net result is the same on the family that eats the homeade bread though.
You know, there is something archetypical in this, as well as highly comforting. Bread making is the making of civilization. And women are traditionally the ones who have done it, at least in the church. (Men can join easily, no worries.) But if there is ever an apocalyptic disaster, no worries, Mormon women everywhere are gonna reach for their kitchen rock and pestle, and their handful of grain -- they are going to make flour -- they are going to make (unleavened) bread -- and, really, everything is going to be all right.