To switch things up a little I thought I would include an entry I posted a couple of months ago on my other blog that referenced Dad and our love of cooking and food. For any bakers out there, I'm serious, check out the link for the recipe because if you have the talent, the time and patience, it is worth it.
For several years now, Dad has been searching out the perfect rye bread recipe. A lifelong lover of rye bread (and specifically Pechter's that he used to buy in Shoprite in New Jersey), since he has retired to Maine; however, he has not been able to find good rye bread in the local supermarkets. He has searched and searched and searched. He felt there must be a way to make good rye bread at home to compensate for the lack of it up here in the land of the bulkie roll. He must have tried half to make a dozen various recipes, all in vain. There was always something missing? Hard and tasteless, they quickly ended up either in the garbage can or as food for the birds in the backyard.
One day I thought, let me give this a try. I love baking bread. I thought but wasn't sure, was it the recipes he was using or maybe just user error. What I did know; however, was that I wanted to try and make this for Dad. So one Sunday I decided to give it a whirl. Why the hell not right?
Below is the first random recipe I clicked on after searching rye bread recipes on the Internet. I highly recommend this to anyone who has a free Sunday afternoon and loves baking! It was far easier than I thought it was going to be. For my first attempt I'm so happy with the results and the best part was Dad loved it. It has become a staple that I make a couple of times a month now. Dad and I had talked about growing caraway, because the seeds can be expensive. I plan on growing that this season. I have promised him when he comes home, there will be a fresh loaf waiting for him.
The sponge poking through the flour mixture
The first rising
The last rising
The finished product
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