It's farm share season again, and in addition to the fresh produce in my kitchen, this means I have a lot of farm fresh eggs: Clearly, I turn some of them into dough for Challah: Once the dough is well kneaded, I set it to rise: A few hours later: I split the dough into six parts: And braided it: Yum.
It may not look like much: But this is a delicious pull apart bread brought to you before your entree at Art and Soul, a hotel restaurant in Washington, D.C. run by Oprah's former chef.
I have to also suggest that you try their bloody mary. It comes with candied bacon.
I am forever cursed with bananas too brown for me to enjoy. Not that I mind. This time I added pecans and used some buttermilk: Next time, a little more green on the ends - or baked. I don't mind:
When I was little, my mom made homemade bread for our lunches until my brother and I complained that the bread wasn't quite as uniform as the stuff our friends brought to school, pre-sliced.
Over the years, I've turned into a baker, but I hadn't taken on yeasted breads and rolls too often, aside from Grandma's cinnamon roll recipe.
I lost my job early in 2009, and I used my time while unemployed to experiment in the kitchen. I went from making a few loaves of bread for my own consumption to baking bread or sweets for every event I could.
When I managed to find a job again, I vowed to keep baking...and I still can't believe I ever asked my mom to buy our family bread in a bag.