A Sunny Monday twist
I cannot bake. I consider myself a good cook. Baking, though, is not my strength. My mother had a gift for it that I did not get. I dream of making poppyseed bread like she did every Easter. The concern now is I have under two months to learn. My daughter gifted me a bread machine last Christmas. This bread machine should have made it possible. Instead, it started a journey. I've been trying recipe after recipe. The results? They are far from perfect. I've tried the recipes that came with the machine. I've searched for bread recipes online. I even experimented with AI-generated recipes. I've even tried to invent my own. The bread always has a problem. It is too chewy, too dry, or flavorless. Sometimes it's burnt or undercooked. I could write a book about bread baking failures. I could call it, "10,001 Ways Not to Bake Bread." I will keep trying. I hope I can figure it out eventually. It's like life. We keep trying despite setbacks. Just a sunny Monda...