What a wonderful post and a fabulous idea to take your subjects from the letters of the alphabet!
I also got into bread baking in the ‘70s via the Tassajara Bread Book. I’m sure I must have started with the basic bread recipe and then made all the sweet breads, quick breads and so on. My early copy must have disintegrated long ago and I got another in the ‘90s. I guess it might be time to order the latest edition--and to make another loaf of bread! Thanks for the memories.
Bread... the blood in my body (MORE B's!) I can't live without bread. I eat, sleep and "B"reathe... bread.
I bought myself a very nice enamel dutch oven that's been waiting for me to christen it with a loaf of bread.
I just made a wonderful King Cake, which is "bread", not cake. I made mine like a gigantic cinnamon roll. It was fabulous! I posted a photo in "Bake and Tell".
I wish I knew what I did with my copys of both of the Tassajara cookbooks. I've had them since the 70's but seem to be "buried" (BAD "B"!) now.
I was just looking at a recipe for fry bread. Yummm.....
B is for bubble bread! This is a favorite homemade bread at our house and the process brings so much joy. Funny enough, after story hour today my son and I stopped by one of our favorite local places to pick up our go to flour for bread making.
I remember the beautiful pb&j sandwiches Barbara W brought to grade school so she learned from her Mom. The same copy of Tassajara sits on my shelf. Sourdough bread has become an almost weekly adventure here and my grandson arrives always asking for G-Ju bread. Lots of love in a loaf.
The smell of freshly baked bread is one of the best most warm and nostalgic smells in the world! It’s actually my goal to remind people of that smell. Which reminds me- I need to bake some bread!
This is a good prompt for me to pickup and start using my copy of the Tassajara Bread Book- I got it at a used bookstore a few months ago, and it's well loved by whoever it's previous owner was and looks much like your's!
B is for "Book Club," and I treasure mine. We are 24 years old and going strong! Always present are deep discussions, laughter, good food and wine. Gift after gift! ❤️
My copy of the Tassajara Bread Book is very much a twin to yours, well-worn with stains and dog eared pages, it’s the book I used to learn bread baking in the early 70s while living in the country and leading the hippie life with my young family. I might have listened to Joni Mitchell too, except we didn’t have any electronics to play music on at that time. Then I baked all the bread we consumed week after week. Now I bake for pleasure, kneading as meditation.
I love baking for friends also, though now in our 70s we are told to watch those carbs and stay away more and more from refined sugar. This has translated for me into baking scones often, as they are less sweet than desserts and I can practice subbing in more whole grains without anyone noticing. In fact, having friends over on the front porch this afternoon(48°F) for tea and scones, a practice started during pandemic times that we are loathe to give up. My B is for
Best Friends who are always game to be guinea pigs for my baking experiments!
Bloom - what good yeast does when mixed with warm water and fed by sugar or honey. I love that smell!
I adore the smell of homemade bread, still warm from the oven. I try to make a few loaves a week. And it is very hard not to take that first heel slice and slather it in butter while still warm!!
Baking bread is one of the most rewarding processes - both culinarily and spiritually! I aim to bake a loaf a week, sometimes more or less, depending on what else I’m baking. But is there really anything better than bread from the oven?
loved this, Kate!
Pie-Bys! This is classic (and half a “B” word). You’re a gem, Kate.
What a wonderful post and a fabulous idea to take your subjects from the letters of the alphabet!
I also got into bread baking in the ‘70s via the Tassajara Bread Book. I’m sure I must have started with the basic bread recipe and then made all the sweet breads, quick breads and so on. My early copy must have disintegrated long ago and I got another in the ‘90s. I guess it might be time to order the latest edition--and to make another loaf of bread! Thanks for the memories.
Bread... the blood in my body (MORE B's!) I can't live without bread. I eat, sleep and "B"reathe... bread.
I bought myself a very nice enamel dutch oven that's been waiting for me to christen it with a loaf of bread.
I just made a wonderful King Cake, which is "bread", not cake. I made mine like a gigantic cinnamon roll. It was fabulous! I posted a photo in "Bake and Tell".
I wish I knew what I did with my copys of both of the Tassajara cookbooks. I've had them since the 70's but seem to be "buried" (BAD "B"!) now.
I was just looking at a recipe for fry bread. Yummm.....
B is for bubble bread! This is a favorite homemade bread at our house and the process brings so much joy. Funny enough, after story hour today my son and I stopped by one of our favorite local places to pick up our go to flour for bread making.
I remember the beautiful pb&j sandwiches Barbara W brought to grade school so she learned from her Mom. The same copy of Tassajara sits on my shelf. Sourdough bread has become an almost weekly adventure here and my grandson arrives always asking for G-Ju bread. Lots of love in a loaf.
The smell of freshly baked bread is one of the best most warm and nostalgic smells in the world! It’s actually my goal to remind people of that smell. Which reminds me- I need to bake some bread!
This is a good prompt for me to pickup and start using my copy of the Tassajara Bread Book- I got it at a used bookstore a few months ago, and it's well loved by whoever it's previous owner was and looks much like your's!
B is for "Book Club," and I treasure mine. We are 24 years old and going strong! Always present are deep discussions, laughter, good food and wine. Gift after gift! ❤️
Curious. What little blessings have you experienced of late? 🙏
My copy of the Tassajara Bread Book is very much a twin to yours, well-worn with stains and dog eared pages, it’s the book I used to learn bread baking in the early 70s while living in the country and leading the hippie life with my young family. I might have listened to Joni Mitchell too, except we didn’t have any electronics to play music on at that time. Then I baked all the bread we consumed week after week. Now I bake for pleasure, kneading as meditation.
I love baking for friends also, though now in our 70s we are told to watch those carbs and stay away more and more from refined sugar. This has translated for me into baking scones often, as they are less sweet than desserts and I can practice subbing in more whole grains without anyone noticing. In fact, having friends over on the front porch this afternoon(48°F) for tea and scones, a practice started during pandemic times that we are loathe to give up. My B is for
Best Friends who are always game to be guinea pigs for my baking experiments!
Not a B word, but gratitude--thanks, Kate, for taking me back to the Tassajara bread book, a Beloved companion long forgotten and now restored.
Bloom - what good yeast does when mixed with warm water and fed by sugar or honey. I love that smell!
I adore the smell of homemade bread, still warm from the oven. I try to make a few loaves a week. And it is very hard not to take that first heel slice and slather it in butter while still warm!!
Baking bread is one of the most rewarding processes - both culinarily and spiritually! I aim to bake a loaf a week, sometimes more or less, depending on what else I’m baking. But is there really anything better than bread from the oven?