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Coach's Kitchen

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

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The Sweet Smell of Bread

Yesterday I made my first ever homemade bread. The aroma throughout my apartment was just like the aroma that used to permeate my grandmother's farm house 50 years ago. There is nothing like the sweet smell of homemade bread. Using my new Kitchenaid mixer to mix and knead the dough for this scrumptious Honey Oat bread, I turned out two beautiful loaves to perfection. After cooking and cooling, I slathered butter and honey on a hot slice and it tasted heavenly. When I undertook it this venture, I figured it was too complicated for this old bachelor to perform. With my machine equipped with a dough hook, it was surprisingly simple to make bread. I didn't shape the dough perfectly, but the loaves looked pretty good when baked. I'm really proud of my first bread making attempt and I know my dear departed grandmother is also!!

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