Growing up, we seemed to have every modern kitchen appliance and convenience. No, we weren't rich, my father simply had an obsession with lifestyle gizmos and gadgets. His prized two were the monstrosity of an electric ice cream maker, and the barrel sized, round loaf, bread maker. I still remember the trip to buy that bread machine. I was 7, and I vividly recall walking my Polly Pocket across hundreds of fancy metal machines, all conveniently at eye level. There were speakers, brand new cassette players, and microwaves that could cook a tray from frozen in minutes.
I must have passed out somewhere between the 10th salesman's pitch and the arrival home, because I awoke some time later to the smell of yeast rising and pungent garlic. There was a very loud whirring noise and the 'ba-bang' of the bread maker rocking back and forth on the counter. It must have been somewhere in one of it's second knead cycles. The following morning I awoke to my parents, who appeared more excited than anyone should ever be over a loaf of bread, carefully slicing the end off with breath held.
It's funny to think that all of these warm fuzzy memories come from a loud, large clunky appliance in which the only love involved were paid installments and carefully measured ingredients. When these fancy appliances weren't involved Momma was known to cook from scratch, so I often harbored a bit of resentment towards this machine that seemed to do little more than make our bread a day fresher than store-bought. But that smell; oh that smell of that old beloved bread-maker, baking into the wee hours of the morning; that's the stuff my childhood memories were made of.
So, there I was last week, staring the dusty unopened appliance down, as I reached for a stray chocolate chip that had rolled off my baking station and onto the floor. For a moment neither of us said anything. I looked at it, it looked at me; I could feel it judging- this bread maker could see all those happy mornings spent crowded around the family maker, inhaling those glorious scents. And then I was there, in my parent's kitchen, taking a bite of that freshly carved slice. It was magic. And all of a sudden I had a craving for bread...
What Daughter Says: Maybe some kitchen appliances aren't all that bad, as long as the moments made around them are memorable.
8 Ingredient Garlic Bread Base Recipe
**Click here for printable garlic bread recipe.
*1 C Warm Water
*3 C Bread Flour
*1 TBS Dry Milk Powder
*1/2 TBS Granulated Sugar
*1 1/2 TSP Salt
*2 TSP Garlic Powder
*2 TBS Butter
*2 TSP Active Quick Rise Yeast
*Consider adding Chipotle powder, dried parsley, or Parmesan to experiment with recipe variations.
1.) Place first 6 ingredients in, in order listed. Quarter butter and place a pat in each corner of your loaf pan. Create a crater in the center of your ingredients and pour measured yeast in. Select loaf size 1.5-2LB loaf, and basic bread cycle. Choose desired color (Medium or Light suggested.) Sit back and wait for the amazing aroma of garlic!