Home baked bread.
I know that when people refer to home baked bread, they mean the kind that you slave over, knead with your knuckles on a flour-dusted board, bake in a greased pan and in general slave over for the good of the bread and the family.
In theory, I support the artisanal bread idea. But in reality, I suck at making sandwich-style breads, and in reality I don’t have the time or energy to be making bread on a weekly basis, plus I don’t REALLY want to use the energy heating up the oven for 5 hours.
Enter the bread machine. I got a moderately priced one on Amazon, and on Tuesday night I set it up, dumped in my ingredients, and waited an hour to add the raisins at the point where they wouldn’t be pulverized by the kneading. Then I went to bed, woke up in the morning, and had the present loaf of scrumptious whole wheat raisin bread waiting for me.
In a world where I make most things at home, the bread machine allows me to make bread another item on my make-at-home list (joining the ranks of bagels, won ton wrappers, and vegetable soup stocks.) No preservatives, whatever ingredients I feel like, and I wake up to a kitchen that smells like fresh baked bread that I cut open warm and yeasty for breakfast.
I’m cheating, but it’s all in the name of the kind of life I am trying to lead.
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OMG… so jealous. How much was it on amazon??? Maybe my mom will give me hers… don’t think she uses it much anymore.