This year the urge to bake bread for Easter became overwhelming. The aroma of fresh bread permeated my brain and olfactory senses. I dreamed of big loaves of white bread. Childhood memories of slicing a huge slab from a fresh loaf and smearing it with thick gobs of yellow butter played in my mind. I had to do it. At one time I baked bread often. Many times the dough was flat. The number of times I killed yeast escapes me, but killing yeast became my trademark. Either the water was too hot, or not warm enough. Sometimes the water was just right, but the bowl too cold. A lot of dead dough went into the trash.
This year, my determination to make the yeast perfect dominated the process. The persistence paid off, the dough rose to the occasion. Here is how I did it:
1. Place two tablespoons of tepid water in a clean soup bowl.
2. Mix in tow packets of dry yeast and stir
3. Place the bowl in the microwave and heat it for ten seconds. This heat the bowl as well as the mixture. Set is aside
4. Place a greased mixing bowl into the micro and heat it for thirty seconds. We don’t want to chill the yeast when we pour it into the bowl.
5. Continue with the remainder of the recipe.
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