You know how bread smells when you get to the end of the loaf and you know that it is just about to go bad? That overly sweet, cloying smell? The smell that comes right before the bloom of mold?
That’s what our bread smelled like when I opened it yesterday to make myself a sandwich. Yuck. Straight to the garbage for that loaf.
So this morning when I got up, I decided that it would be a good day to make some bread, just for us. I got busy and got the ingredients for egg bread in the bread machine first thing. (Call me a cheater if you want, but I can’t live without my bread machine!)
I did all the usual things to turn out a couple of loaves of beautiful bread . . .
olive oil to grease the bread pans . . .
shaping the loaves ( I really prefer to bake the loaves myself instead of in the machine. They are just prettier that way.) . . .
letting the dough rise in a slightly warmed oven . . .
. . . until it was nicely doubled.
And finally, perfection! Two beautiful loaves of homemade bread just in time for lunch!
It got interesting, though, when I decided to make a sandwich out of my fresh-baked bread.
I raided the fridge for some meat and cheese. I had a few pieces of Pesto Parmesan Ham and some smoked provolone that I thought would make an excellent grilled cheese.
Then I saw the jar of apple butter. (Also homemade, but not by me. It is the last jar of the last batch my mom made.) Hmmm…apples and ham are good together, so why not try them together on the sandwich?
I’m sure this isn’t the first time someone has combined these things, but it’s the first time it occurred to me. So I did it. Definitely a good decision! The hint of sweetness from the apple butter was divine combined with the savory of the pesto on the ham. And of course, the melty-goodness of the cheese was pretty awesome, too!
Lesson for the day: don’t be afraid to put things together that you never thought of before. Chances are if it sounds good, it will be good!
I have to make ‘whatever’ EXACTLY as directed the first, maybe second/third, time before I’m brave enough to alter a recipe in any way. I blame my mother. She still levels off her measuring (and then yes, so do I). 🙂
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Lol. It kind of depends on what it is. I’ve definitely gotten more adventurous as I’ve done more cooking!
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