When these silicone loaf pans came out of the package, The Husband truly believed them to be bedside vomit trays. You know when a dog sees or hears something strange and their head tilts? Now picture a grown human man–sans floppy ears–doing that. Albeit, these are a little odd. I had ordered them over a month ago when we were still using Amazon (we’ve since shifted our bucks elsewhere) and I wanted them fast (we had just watched Bread Week on The Great British Bake Show) and were jonesing for home-baked bread. By this time, the rest of the quarantine bakers (who had already bought up all the yeast in America) had just cleaned Amazon out of loaf pans, but I was willing to settle in order to get baking quickly.

I didn’t know they were going to take so long to receive. And be so ugly. Plus, they’re bigger than I anticipated (9×4). I’m not always good about checking measurements before I buy. (I still have 95 extra die if anyone has a hankering for Yahtzee.) These trays came with measuring spoons that look to have come from a child’s play kitchen, or the baby aisle at Target, casting further doubt unto the intended purpose of this “bakeware.”

One last detail and you’ll be caught up on the backstory of these double-duty household trays: they were free. Two days before they arrived, Amazon deemed them lost at sea and issued me a refund (I’ll inform them as soon as I have a free moment–you know, things are super busy right now).

So, I need some inspiration, dear loyal readers. My baking dreams have waned since that first Bread Week but I’m not yet ready to relegate these versatile trays to under the bathroom sink or nightstand. Can you send me a yeast-free recipe? Sweet, savory, and oh by the way, veggie (veganizable, if possible). I just lost you all, didn’t I? Look, I’ve been veganizing stuff for ten years, so I’ve got confidence in my faux-egg skills.

The Great Be-gan Challenge. Get it? Baking . . . vegan . . . sorry, The Great Quarantine Delirium has began. See? I did it again. Ugh, sorry.