It’s Friday and I get to show off my latest finished thing. This one is finished alright, but it’s more “failure” than finished. Wednesday, I found a simple recipe for Honey Beer Bread. And considering I had a ton of honey and leftover beer, I figured I’d give it a try. 40 minutes later, this came out of the oven:
You’re probably asking yourself what’s wrong. It looks delicious enough. I didn’t think anything was wrong until I cut off a piece to eat. It was still slightly raw. Not raw enough to show up when I slid the knife in it, but just raw enough to make it taste funny. I put it back in the oven for another 10 minutes but it was still a little underdone. Back in for another 5 and it’s still raw. I finally gave up and tossed it. I hate to waste food but raw is raw. Reviewing the recipe now, I see that I made another mistake. I poured the melted butter INTO the batter, not on top of the batter.
I have the most terrible luck with breads and my mom does too. Her father was her town’s baker but she never learned the trade since it was considered man’s work. And to be fair, she said she was often too busy playing to really pay attention if he did attempt to show her. So I blame her and I blame the fact that trades are learned and not genetically inherited. The baking bread did make the house smell really good so I’m going to try making this again and just letting it sit for a full hour. And following the directions correctly.
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