Well, it looks like this first post will start off with a blunder... I decided to try and revisit my bread machine that has been sitting collecting dust for about 10 years (or more). I pulled it out, cleaned it up, washed and dried all the parts,and I was ready to go. I plugged it in and got ready for the taste of some homemade bread (sort of). Can you call bread machine bread homemade? Well, I think so, it will make me feel better especially when you see the EPIC FAILURE of the first loaf. Anyway, I digress, I measured and poured all the ingredients, chose the crust setting and pushed the magic button (the one that says Start). Four hours later, the wonderful aroma a fresh baked bread is wafting through our house and the beeper sounds indicating that the bread is done. Woo Hoo!!! I get so excited and I open the bread machine to find not a loaf a bread but a brick. My hopes deflated just like my bread had done. So, here is a pic of my bread blunder. Don't laugh, it's not nice. Ok, go ahead and laugh. It should make somebody smile. Since I am not a quitter, I will be trying this again, hopefully, with a much different result. I'll post pics of the next attempt.
- I am a retired nurse and currently enjoying being a stay-at-home Mom and Wife. I am the blessed mother of two and the proud grandmother of two. Cooking for me has always been a Love/Hate relationship. I used to HATE to cook and anything to do with the kitchen yet I LOVED to eat good food. A few years ago I got hooked on the Food Network channel. The only thing that was wrong with that was, that I'd see all this amazing food and I can't cook like that. My repertoire consisted of stuff like Sloppy Joe's and Hamburger Helper. Well, one day, I had a crazy moment and decided I'd try one of the easy recipes from that Southern Queen of the kitchen, Paula Deen. Now, to be honest, my first few forays into the unexplored territory of completely homemade recipes didn't always turn out as planned but most of them tasted pretty good. As time went on, I got a little braver and started tweaking recipes to make them my own. Sometimes they turned out beautifully and well, sometimes they didn't. Sometimes I just had to shake my head and laugh...it was either that or cry (as a nurse, I can attest to the fact that laughter is the best medicine.) Anyway, my Momma didn't raise a quitter so I keep trying and I even amaze myself sometimes when whatever I've cooked comes out amazing (like my Skillet Apple Pie). Since my kitchen is not like the Food Network where you can have multiple "do overs" (and yours probably isn't either) I decided to share the fun on this blog. I hope you enjoy sharing the journey with me, in the beauties that turn out, the blunders that don't and the bloopers that are just funny.