I must admit I've always felt a little bit guilty that I've never baked my own bread. It always seems to me that bread baking is one of those things that one must do if one is to call oneself a reasonably efficient home maker. Which I do. But I don't make bread.
It's all the waiting that gets to me. That and the kneading. I'm too lazy and too impatient for bread. Plus, I don't like yeast cookery much. Too temperamental or something. Or maybe that's me.
Anyhow, this leaves me purchasing decent looking and expensive loaves from classy looking French boulangeries and pretending that I've baked them myself. Well, not quite, but I'm always tempted, and if you don't ask and just assume, well that's not my problem, is it?
Well, a couple of weeks ago Mum went to Irene's for lunch, and was served the most delicious looking and tasting bread that Irene had made her very own self. In five minutes. True. Apparently Irene got the recipe from Sarah who got it from...well, actually I don't know where Sarah got it from, but she got it from somewhere. Irene gave it to Mum, and Mum gave it to me, and now I can proudly say that I make my own bread for real.
It is crusty on the outside and chewy on the inside and it makes excellent toast. It is just perfect.
So, would you like the recipe? Yes, I thought you would. You'll find it here.
Do give it a go. It really is the easiest thing to make. Easy enough for me even. And I've never been bothered before.
Once you've made your loaf, here's how to eat it - toasted with lashings of delicious butter and Vegemite. Mmmmmmm, this stuff is the best.
Can't wait until they fix my oven.