Pull this delicious bread from the oven, slice a piece off and top it with a dollop of creamy honey butter and you won't be able to resist.
I created this recipe by taking bits and pieces of other recipes that I liked but didn't really have exactly what I was looking for in flavor. I have a hard time writing recipes down because I don't measure anything but this time I wrote it all down so I can share it here.
One trick to baking perfect cakes and breads is to use a convection oven. It spreads the heat evenly and gives it that perfect rise.
Heat your convection oven to 325, grease two 9x5 loaf pans and add a few spoon fulls of sugar to the bottom and spread around to sugar the pans.
Blend the following in a mixing bowl on low:
Slowly add the following as you are blending:
As we prepare for a new year with goals, resolutions and renewed spirit, it is also a time for reflection and introspection. This past year was filled with complete and utter joy and happiness as Tony and I got engaged, purchased and renovate a house, blended our families and our lives and shared our love with those around us. This past year was also filled with tragedy, loss, grief, tremendous pain and heartbreak in losing my love. However, through that pain and grief I have learned to live, love and cherish every precious moment God has given to us. I have had some tremendous blessings bestowed upon me and opportunities that I never imagined possible.
In my season of grief if I allow myself to be stuck in the past and what should have been I am only holding myself back from an opportunity to grow. Approaching each day with Gratitude, however, does not happen overnight. It’s a work in progress and comes in small doses through daily reminders, reflections, and...
There are two pictures of my daughter Callie and I posted below taken about a year apart. We seem happy and joyful in both pictures but what you don’t see in the first picture is the pain and suffering we were going thru at the time. What you don’t see in the first picture is although we love each other unconditionally, we certainly did not like each other very much. As a matter of fact, we were hardly speaking at the time.
She was a few months into her freshman year at college. She had graduated a year early at the age of 17 and received a nice scholarship to a private college. What I could not focus on at the time was the grief and pain she was going through. Daily functioning for me was a chore and I could not be there to support and help her move through the grief and we both were falling apart inside. There were ugly fights and epic battles that lasted sometimes for weeks. We could hardly be in a room together without fighting.