Carrie Leigh (carrie_leigh) wrote,
Carrie Leigh

Garlic Rosemary Herb Bread

Even though my children are being whiny and temperamental, and my husband was supposed to leave town and didn't, dashing my hopes for a guilt-free computer fest this weekend, as I sit in my kitchen with a glass of wine, listening to the wind literally HOWL outside, I feel grateful for my life because of one thing.

Wait for it...


Now, I know, I know, I could have said my good health, or Jesus, or my family, or Mexican food, or being blessed with really great hair, but no, what I'm grateful most of all right now is garlic. Man, oh, man, I love it.

I was feeling terribly lazy today, so instead of doing all the muscle work of breadmaking, which has its time and place, don't get me wrong, I made some bread in the breadmaker. The breadmaker I stole from my father.

Unrepentantly, y'all. He wadn't gonna make no bread. Please.

You start with a fairly unexotic (Is that a word? Two glasses of wine...) cast of characters.

1 1/2 c water
4 tsp butter or margarine, softened. (P.S. If you use margarine, we can't be friends. It's NOT food. It's one molecule away from PLASTIC.)
2 cloves of garlic, crushed
4 c bread flour
2 tbsp sugar
2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp (or more) of dried rosemary
1/4 tsp dried thyme leaves
1/4 tsp dried basil (I like freeze dried, actually)
1/3/4 tsp yeast

Look at the cute mini stick of butter! I don't know if I think they're more convenient that way, but they're stinking adorable. Though, that could be the wine talking.

My sugar and salt. I don't use sugar, and so Nolan prefers the raw sugar, or demarara cane sugar, and I always always use kosher salt because my mom and sister do. And I think it makes things taste better.

Here it is! Thank you God, for garlic. :D

Even mushed garlic. ESPECIALLY mushed garlic. Cause then all the flaaaaaavor comes out and stuff.

Flour. Not pictured above, but I dare you to make this bread without it. It'd taste crappy, I promise. I know stuff. *taps temple*

I dig the Pillsbury dough boy. Would you judge me if I told you that sometime I buy stuff with his picture on it because he's waving at me? He's stinking cute, giggling and standing on people's counters in the commercial. (I have not yet had enough wine to see him on MY countertops. Just so you know.)

So you put in the wet ingredients (water, melted butter, smushed garlic) and then put the dry ingredients on top, and then make a little well and empty the yeast into it.

Then you turn on the machine.... and WALK AWAY. I'm so lazy. Lazy, lazy, lazy.

But I do it 'cause then you can go take pictures of cute boys with bedhead playing Call of Duty II.

And take pictures of cute boys playing with sticker books.

Have you ever seen such a determined face about concentrating on a sticker book? He assured me he was having fun.

"Sometimes fun is work," he said. He IS his father's son.

And you can take pictures of the sunset, but not the prettiest part, because the wind was cold, and it was messing up my hair. And I had to come in before I got mussed. You can't be thankful for the good hair and then not take care of it. It's in the rules.

But then just a few hours after you start it, you get bread. And it's very good. Subtly flavored, good for sandwiches, or like I had it, with a schmear of butter and a glass of 2006 merlot from Cupcake vinyards. :D

Happy Saturday, everyone.

*waves like the Pillsbury doughboy*
Tags: aaron, cooking, ethan, hair, nolan, picture, recipe, wine

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