I made this bread with powdered milk. I do not like powdered milk. Frankly, I would rather drink rehydrated platypus urine. But the bread! Oh, the bread is wonderful.
Becca told me the other day that cheese breads were my jam. Sesame Cheddar, Basil Havarti, and now Pesto Parmesan. She said I should specialize in cheese breads. Which is interesting because I once dreamed of opening a local fromagerie. That’s right, I dream of cheese – and sometimes honey – but mostly cheese.
I served these to some friends at a recent dinner party. They were soft, light, and buttery. Which is how I like my friends.
Hoowee! We had 40 people come over for an end-of-the-year party. What to make? How about homemade mini bagels with lox and cream cheese?
Mom made this Stollen every Christmas and the thought of it brings back a torrent of wonderful memories. It looks like it may be heavy or hard, but actually it is light and sweet with chewy bits and icing drizzle and all sorts of magical goodness.
Seriously. Let’s get crazy and throw some dragon fruit, orange juice, dates, cranberries and coriander into a sweet roll bread and drizzle some buttercream icing on it. Hallelujah.
The glaze (or syrup as Mom calls it) is the secret weapon of this recipe. It seeps into the spirals and turns into actual cocaine. Not really…
Something magical happens when you open the oven and smell the powerful aroma of baked bread with rosemary – something almost spiritual. Ohm…
I love a good story. This recipe has all the ingredients of a good hero quest: departure, initiation, return, and mashed potatoes.
“I donned my trusty apron and flew into the kitchen.” Read the newest episode in the heroic exploits of your humble home baker as he makes bread with burnt sweet potatoes.