Whole Wheat Molasses Bread: simple things

You are just going to have to trust me on this one or trust Joy because she is cool like that. You probably are going to want to make this bread. I am going to have to make a second batch. It is a cinch to mix up, it is easy on he tummy with a few simple ingredients, forms a sturdy loaf the can be sliced, smeared with butter without crumbling to the floor with the dog thinking that food apparently falls from the sky. I wish baked goods fell from the sky. Dogs are lucky that way.



The subtle flavor of the sweet molasses, the crunch of the cornmeal between the teeth and the nutty full bodied whole wheat flour all comes together with some buttermilk. No one else around me can vouch for me for the flavor factor or the superior texture of the loaf. Not a soul. The dog didn't even get a nibble, I ate even the crumbs.  The loaf lasted about two days... because I had restraint. By the second day, gone. Single handedly. Now I shared the dark secrets of my life, we can move on.



I ate the entire thing. All by my self, that never happens. But it was a flavor that reminds me of an old friend, easy, adaptable and knows how to make me feel good. Speaking of old friends, I spent the weekend with a dear friend, barging into her house, plopping on the couch and putting it into park. It has been years, times change, we both have grown older, but our relationship still holds a very close place in my heart.


Some things are easy, simple and satisfying. Some things are worth keeping, like this recipe, the loaf pan that the bread is made in which is one of the only things I have from my grandma, my old friend but if you happen to figure anything else out and send me a note, like where I can find a decent job.