While I was writing up my introductory note to all of you, I was in the process of making a loaf of rye bread. It was going through its second rise, and I abandoned it. Cruel, but true. Remember that guy who ended up taking Rizzo to the dance in ‘Grease’? That’s what it reminded me of: a pock-marked, over-inflated mess full of hot air. Had I gotten up from the computer, walked three paces and put that dough in the already preheated oven, it would’ve turned out perfectly. It’s kind of hard to screw up a rye bread, but I figured out how. That being said, here’s a no-fail recipe that will knock your socks off, and impress the hell out of any eastern European relatives you might have.
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Putting together a little something to eat, tidying up around the house, pulling a few weeds on the way into the house to keep the HOA Nazis at bay for a few more weeks — tasks done between all the ‘important’ stuff: working, going to school, raising kids to be productive and happy citizens.