The issue is that I have stuck to the same few recipes time and time again. So, starting this week, I am venturing out and trying new recipes.
first up: Jim's Irish Brown Bread
Guinness, buttermilk, whole wheat flour....yum!
And thanks to my BFF, Auntie A , we are in the habit naming each loaf we bake. Perhaps you remember Cliff? Coming out of the hot oven this bad boy brought me back to Ireland and conjured up all things Irish, for it was in wintertime that we honeymooned in Ireland, and the bread was perhaps the highlight for me, a semi-vegetarian, in a not so veggie friendly place. On top of that I caught a fever induced sickness (we fondly dubbed it "the Irish Ick") and the only thing I could stomach was tea and toasted brown bread. This bread is nothing like the brown bread I enjoyed so much in Ireland but it does deserve an Irish name. So, I dub thee.... Murphy
because all that time I was sick all I really wanted was a Murphy's Stout
because all that time I was sick all I really wanted was a Murphy's Stout
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