Hello there Blogosphere... I'm sorry I've been away. I've missed you horribly.
Ooooh man! I wasn't kidding when I said back to school = less fun in my kitchen. It all promptly stopped as soon as term started. I went from "Feijoa Fun" and "Feijoa Frolic" to "Those Bloody Feijoas" in a matter of weeks. They're littering the front yard, and I just don't have the time or energy to gather them up to make one last batch of loaf. I really should though. It was really yummy.
Today, I tiptoed my way back into the kitchen. Thought I needed to ease myself back into it... so I made some bread. I have a love/hate relationship with this bread maker. My bread never rises. I was quite discouraged for a while and stopped making bread, but I gave it a go today. Mostly because I felt too lazy to leave the house to get bread (and I forgot we had a loaf in the freezer) so I thought I'd bake some. This time, I tried the recipe in the Edmond's Cookbook. All I have to say is: I freakin' love the Edmond's Cookbook!
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| Success! My first loaf that wasn't thick and dense! It's risen! |
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| Soft, fluffy, airy, bready goodness. The crust was the perfect golden - not too hard and crumbly, but not insipid and soft. |
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| Still warm, with a scrape of butter and some homemade apple and feijoa jam. (After trying all my jams, this one is my favourite, as the flavour is the most subtle.) |
The house smelled of that beautiful, yeasty bread smell this evening... such a comforting smell on a cold, grey afternoon. The bread was equally as wonderful with a bit of homemade garlic butter to go with the lasagne I made for dinner. Bready bliss.
