Okay, I’m a single male. I don’t normally cook a lot. But, I’ve always wanted to try making bread from scratch. Worse case scenario is I throw it in the trash and tell no one about it. No harm, no foul.
Then I thought if I were to bake homemade bread, I should probably cook a real meal to go with it, just in case the bread ended up being edible. My choice? Amish meatloaf.
Pretty industrious for a guy who normally eats delivery pizza, cold-cuts or something out of a box. There’s always canned soup, right?
I sifted, beat, stirred, and kneaded. I set it aside to rise. Then I kneaded it some more and set it aside one more time. I was excited about putting it in the oven, and a little apprehensive too. There’s nothing worse than immediate failure. Shockingly, I pulled the dough-filled loaf pan out of the oven and it actually looked – and smelled – like a freshly-baked loaf of bread.
Now on to the dinner.
I’ve made meatloaf before and really wasn’t crazy about it. Too dry. Too much tomato taste. Weird texture. But, I was in the experimentation mood. The recipe didn’t appear all that difficult. I mean, it did have a few ingredients and spices. Not the quick meatloaf I’ve made in the past. The bread turned out okay, this should too!
And it did.
I combined the bread with meatloaf, green beans and potatoes for a meal Mom would be proud of.
How was it? Delicious. I may eat a little better in the future.
Now, is anyone interested in cleaning up my kitchen?