Braided Bread

Smells of homemade braided bread are wafting through the house.  There is just something about making bread in the fall and winter that appeals the senses.  

I made some bread last night to go along with our chili. Yum. 

The new loaf today will be traveling to Lanesville where we will share it with mom and dad to go along with dinner.  

It is interesting how I use the same recipe each time, but each time the bread is unique..in how long the yeast takes to froth up in the mug in preparation, the time it takes for the dough to double in size, the way I braid it, etc. 

And so we never get tired of homemade bread in the fall. 

And eagerly await the surprise in the oven.

To be enjoyed again and again. 

Knock on our door anytime, and I will be happy to start a loaf just for you.