Bread - I love you so much!!! Well, not any bread. Only what I consider good bread.
When I first came here from Germany, what was sold as bread did not qualify as such in my mind. In the first years in the States, bread was really the only thing I missed.
So, I started making my own. And not only that, I ground my own flour - that way, the bread tastes so much better!! If you think that is not a big deal, let me assure you that it was.
I had a wonderful stone HAND mill I had brought from Germany on one of my trips home. And to grind a couple of kilos of flour took forever. Round and round and round it went.
A German friend and I would come together to make our bread and we both got a good workout.
The ones in the picture were baked by my son and delivered this morning. All I have to do is eat.
So much easier!!!