...or, I can't even make a stinkin' schedule right.
When I was a child, my most treasured possession was my box of 64 Crayolas. I colored the pictures, and drew more background around them as I felt necessary. Well, that's exactly what happened to Saturday night's dinner - the first night of the schedule! Argh!
I planned to make Cuban bread, and did. But I really hate all that salt, so I also decided it would be a great night to try out an oatmeal bread recipe I'd found. It was light, it was fluffy, it was wonderful; my dearly beloved didn't even try it, although the little boys raved about it. I did have Cuban bread left over, but no oatmeal bread. The recipe is modified from the Farmer's bread cookbook I found at the used book sale back in April.
2/3 cup warm milk
2 tbsp brown sugar
1 tsp salt
3/4 cup quick cook oats
1/4 cup water
3 tsp yeast
2 cups flour
1 tbsp butter
In a 2 cup measuring pitcher, stir together the first 4 ingredients, and let them sit for a few minutes. Meanwhile, put the water in your bread machine container or mixer bowl, sprinkle the yeast over top, add the flour and butter, then scrape the oat mix into it. Proceed as with all other breads. Pour into a well greased loaf pan, and brush the top with 2 tbsp milk stirred with 1/2 tsp sugar. Let rise until doubled, bake at 375F for about 28 minutes, and let it cool a few minutes, because it will be much too soft to cut.
And, while we're in the messed-up schedule confession mode, I discovered last night that I had no turkey left. So, last night was changed to hm, and Thursday will be a chicken thing of some sort. I didn't really need indecision this week!