For some reason I felt I had to make bread at least once in my life time. I chose to make it as my controbution for Thanksgiving dinner. I figured if it didn't work I could always go and buy some bread. My confusion came when I read my great grandma Roaches receipe. All of the ingredience were listed by the hand, not a cup and there were no directions on how to do anything. I guess back then everybody knew how to make bread and didn't need directions. The kids helped and Zara loved watching it rise and then punching it down. I was a little worried because it was a little sticky still after we kneaded it, but all went well and they look pretty. Now the problem is keeping everybody from eating them until tomorrow. I guess that is a good sign that they taste good. Happy Turkey day to all of you.
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