Driving slow on Sunday mornings

I needed to borrow a line from Maroon 5 because it perfectly describes the Sundays I’ve been spending this last month and a half. If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you’re probably sick of hearing me complain about how tired I’ve been recently. Sorry, guys. There just have been weeks when I feel so out of it that I don’t spend time in the kitchen at all (thank goodness for backlogs and former baking frenzies). I haven’t made any breads in a while which makes me sad, but I’ve gained a new appreciation for things that are quick to whip up with an equally satisfying pay-off. And since it’s nearly the weekend once again, I thought it would be nice to share just that kind of recipe.

So what’s so special about French toast? Well technically it’s fancy pan-fried bread, which doesn’t exactly make it the healthiest of breakfasts. But you know what I love about it? The simplicity with which it can be done while at the same time looking like it took some extra effort to prepare. That’s why you often see french toast as part of the surprise-breakfast-in-bed scenes on TV shows. You know, scenes where the kids surprise their moms on Mother’s Day; or when the spouse brings in the wooden breakfast table filled with goodies to apologise for an argument.

For me, french toast is perfect for when you decide to whip yourself and your family a special treat but you don’t want to spend too much time in the kitchen– maybe you’re tired from a busy week like I have been, or you simply aren’t in the mood to wash too many dishes when you’re done. Whatever your reasons, if you’re planning on taking it easy but you still want to cook up something nice to start the day, I’ve got just the thing.
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The Best Sausage Buns. Period.

There are a lot of five-letter words that would make any newbie baker squeamish. Things like ‘knead’, or ‘stiff’ and ‘peaks’, and of course, there is this little thing called ‘yeast’.

I may have mentioned before that my initial experience with yeast wasn’t a very pleasant one, but certainly it was memorable and a lesson learned for me. I could not let one mistaken recipe stop me from making yeast breads forever, could I? There’s just something about home-baked bread that draws me in and leaves me with such a desire to make them. I don’t know if it’s the challenge of making breads with the magic of yeast, or the fact that I just simply love bread.

With my previous bread-making failure at the back of my mind, I huffed in some courage, pulled up my sleeves, and grabbed some flour. It was time to get rolling.
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