Warm bread. Isn’t it perfect? The way it fills your whole house with its delicious yeasty smell, the crunch of the crust with the fluffy soft center, toasted to perfection and served with pumpkin butter spread on top; divine!
As the weather starts to turn, I crave the warm goodness of fresh baked bread almost more than a glass of red wine… almost. The only problem is; bread is complicated, difficult, has a big margin for error, and takes time, care, and love. I mean wouldn’t it be grand if you could pop open a cold beer, stir it into some mix and have fresh bread in under an hour?