I Didn't Give Up On Baking Bread

It paid off big time, I'm proud to say!!

Yesterday, I didn't feel so good but not bad enough to stay in bed or my Lane recliner so I thought I'd peruse the cookbooks and see if something struck my fancy.

At first, I thought a coffee cake would be a winner but after reading about the rolling up and all that stuff, didn't think I wanted to go there.

Then I found a recipe for some soups but still, didn't seem right.

I thought of a yellow cake but there was always some ingredient that I was missing. Today I'm hitting the store to resupply my pantry. The move has been really hard on my panty and time to re-stock.

Then I found the recipe for bread. I don't know why I'm so taken with making bread. It's like the Holy Grail to me. I've tried several recipes and basically gotten a bread brick for my troubles. But yesterday?? Oh boy! I hit the jackpot. Something I did sooooo right made the loaf turn out sooooo right!

The crust was a bit hard but the innards was/is nice and soft. It's a stout bread, like something you'd eat with a piece of cheese, not some light and fluffy fluff. My bread, when you eat a piece, you'll KNOW you've eaten something and feel full.

The strange thing, this was the easiest bread I've ever baked (all 3 loaves worth). I found the recipe in an Amish recipe book and easy as pie. I'm going to keep trying and try to perfect my loaf.

Something about baking bread just does my heart and soul good. The yeast and the knocking it down and best of all, the smell of baking bread in the house while it's in the oven.

Oh, yeah....