Sometimes I get the urge to bake at strange times. Usually it’s after 10pm when I’m too riled up to start to slow down and relax. Baking will get me there. It’s almost never an intentional project. I’ll read something, smell something walk by something and it will get stuck in my head. Last night it all started with a 10 lb. bag of King Arthur Unbleached All-Purpose Flour I picked up at Smart and Final. I decided to read the recipe on the back of the bag. I couldn’t let it go. All day, there it was niggling in the back of my mind Classic Sandwich Bread, Classic Sandwich Bread….you get the picture. I should say that at home I almost never eat white flour, or flour of any kind, except pie. I eat mostly fruit and vegetables. But there it was like a mantra of home and hearth. Also, an aside here, I’ve had issues of buying bread for my extremely critical mother. That 90 yr old broad is a tough very hard sell, so I thought, well, I’ll give it a shot. I now feel like I cooked my dietary equivalent of meth. So delicious. So easy. So addicting. Boy I love kneading bread. I made it all by hand in one bowl, except for the hand kneading.Today we had open face sandwiches topped with butter and tuna my cousin Bobby caught up in Oregon and canned himself. Ambrosia. Simple is best.
King Arthur Classic Sandwich Bread
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