This was such a stark experience this morning that I have to document it quickly. And just a note ... although I would love to claim I regularly make homemade bread, I don't, but have the desire to do so, just haven't found a recipe that's easy and great tasting. It's all in an effort to "eat what we store, and store what we eat." (I know that's a quote somewhere, but won't take the time to find it right now.)
I think we've found it ... thanks to one of our great friends who regularly posts recipes on her private blog. And since it is private, I feel it my obligation to share it with the world since it's such a find!
So here's the situation. I made breakfast this morning of eggs and toast. We were on the last of our homemade bread and so I gave that to the children and made a slice of store bought for me. I took a bite and thought, ugh, this isn't very tasty. I took a bite from Wes', just to make sure my taste buds weren't off this morning and instantly I heard (imagined) the angelic choirs that sing of bliss. What a HUGE difference. So I feel it my obligation to share. Here's the link ... you won't be disappointed. Scroll down to the bottom and there's a whole wheat cinnamon roll recipe I'm excited to try.
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