Freshly Baked Bread

Yesterday when I got up, I knew that I would not step out of the door to go to the supermarket. I looked in my cupboards and saw that I had enough flour to bake bread and took my shiny new bread maker off the shelf. Adding all of the ingredients to the baking tin, I selected the relevant choices on the programme and pressed the start button. A few hours later, the smell of freshly baked bread permeated our apartment.

© Colline Kook-Chun, 2014
Freshly baked bread. © Colline Kook-Chun, 2014

Once the bread had cooled for a while, sat down eagerly for a simple lunch: warm bread with butter and some cheese. Delicious!

Paula's B&W SundayDo you enjoy eating freshly baked bread?

© Colline Kook-Chun, 2014

(This post is linked to Paula’s Black & White Sunday)

48 thoughts on “Freshly Baked Bread

    1. That is what is so easy with the bread maker. You put all the ingredients in and the machine does the rest: mixing, timing, etc. All I need to make sure of is that I put it in 4 hours before I want to eat it 🙂


  1. I started making my own bread a couple of years ago – it’s totally unrecognisable from supermarket stuff! I’m trying to branch into other bread now – I have some brioche buns proving now! Yours looks delicious – what kind of bread maker do you have?


    1. I got a Cuisinart and I really like it – better, I think, than the One I had before. I have made both white and brown bread. My husband wants me to try make raisin bread next – and there is a cinnamon tasting bread in the recipe book 🙂


  2. I enjoy freshly baked bread and bake my own gluten-free bread every week (because I’m a coeliac). You can buy gluten-free breads these days, but they’re nowhere near tasty. Besides, they’re also extremely expensive.


  3. My mom was never much of a cook and hers was the era of frozen dinners and fried fish sticks. But each year at easter she would bake fresh bread and rolls in celebration of the holiday and it was like heaven on earth. So YES, I LOVE fresh bread!!!


      1. Very good try. Happens with me also. Finished eating and no photo to remember! This evening I cooked Maori potatoes. After the meal I told my student: We forgot the photo! She takes photos and sends it home to her parents


          1. Ha ha, it is a NZ potato. Dark purple skin and you get ones that are purple inside, some have purple blotches with potato color in between. I still have some cooked ones and will photograph them tomorrow and post it


  4. One of my favorite comfort foods. Sadly, though, I gave up my bread maker and bread to cut down on carbs. Probably two of the more foolish things I’ve done, especially since I still eat rice!


  5. Lovely story that has made me very hungry and wishing for fresh baked bread.
    I was lucky enough to have a room mate who baked bread for the house. The smell would draw us all out of our various rooms from attic down to the basement kitchen. We were never trusted to wait for the bread to cool after baking; he started baking a special loaf that we were allowed to destroy. Some one would get the better, and another would “cut” the hot bread into something resembling slices, sort of. The house would still smell like fresh bread in the morning — especially since my room was in at the top of the house.
    Thanks for bring back those wonderful memories.


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