(Subtitle: What a weekend!)
This weekend was a whirlwind of knife skills and dough! After Friday’s disappointing turn at dessert, I wasn’t exactly excited or confident that I could handle any other baking or baking-related activity, and lucky me, that’s what I had planned for Saturday afternoon.
I headed home on Saturday for a lesson in Foley-Family bread making. (That would be my Mom’s side of the family.) I’ve watched my Mom make bread a hundred times, but I’ve never actually done it myself. This is the real deal people, no bread machine!! It’s harder than I thought it was going to be, it also didn’t help that we threw in the kitchen sink in terms of grains and seeds. My Mom’s approach is not very scientific but it sure works.
And, I’m sorry a million times over, I forgot to bring my camera home, but I will make bread again and next time I will properly document, pinky swear.
For the recipe and notes, see here. We also tried our hand at home-made granola bars, but they weren’t yet cooled by the time my train was leaving, so I’ll have to wait to try them.