
Grocery store visits are when I’m in dire need of creating a meal plan for the week. First on the list is the meat department with produce immediately after. I always forget about the bread.
Standing at the register I glace over all the magazines and review all the latest gossip articles till I found the one that said “Homemade Bread” by Bread Baking Made Easy. The front cover even said “It’s easier than you think!” Well… that does it, I’m getting a book full of instructions on how to make easy bread. My meal planning is now complete.
After spending a few days drooling over the majority of the photos and glancing through the ingredients, I decided on “Bountiful Buckwheat Bread.” My mind immediately went to flax seed. Why? I don’t know. But what is buckwheat anyway? The article says it’s not actually any form of wheat but a pseudo-cereal that ‘closely related to rhubarb and sorrel’ the article said. Hmmmm? I don’t like rhubarb, but I’ll give this a try anyway.
On a different visit to the grocery store, I pick up a small package of buckwheat flour, with the idea of let’s make a day of it. There’s snow on the ground, can’t go anywhere, why not heat up the kitchen with a loaf of fresh bread. Yuummm
Everything starts out great until I hit step 4 where it says once all the ingredients are in the bowl – the dough will be slightly sticky – but I don’t have anything close to resembling dough. It looks like thick flax seed pancake mix. Oh crap, now what? This isn’t working. I add more flour, 1 heaping tablespoon. Then another and another until I lose count of how many I added.
On step 6, I need to grease a bowl, place dough inside and let it rise for about an hour. I’m faking it at this point. But I follow the instructions and hold my breath and wait an hour. It gets dumped into a creased loaf pan and slid into the oven where I did a little prayer that it will resemble something like a loaf of bread an hour later.
I was extremely surprised when this wonderful smell came drifting out of the oven just before the timer went off. Once it was pulled out and sat on the counter, it looked like it was as hard as a brick, but cutting into it – the inside was so soft and moist, just like it was supposed to.
It was difficult to wait any longer, I just had to taste it. My hubby summed it up pretty good – “It taste like it’s good for you!” Hahahaha
In the end, I’m glad I made it. I’m sure some folks would love it, it’s just not my cup of tea.
Always try something new and different, you never know – you may like it.
Till next time,

















