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I've never outgrown it either. I'm sure some of you can
relate, even if this doesn't picture home made bread!

I can identify with that. Actually, a end slice - crust, makes a pretty good hotdog bun.

(quoted from post at 18:02:29 01/08/16) I've never outgrown it either. I'm sure some of you can
relate, even if this doesn't picture home made bread!

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Poor is when you had to make your own bread and buns. I remember mom or sisters baking every single day of the year...and that was a good thing!

I can remember my grandfather pulling bread apart, putting it in a bowl with milk and peaches for breakfast.

Rollie, my father did the same, minus the peaches.
Just bread and milk. Breakfast, late night snack, whenever.
Crackers and milk also. Just crush them up and pour the milk.
I was never a fan of soggy bread but saltines and milk are good!

We weren't poor. We always had bread. But it was homemade.

STOP IT! you're making me hungry! lol Cracker cereal MMmmm

man ,that's real living ,,.and contentment for pennies ,.,. the earliest memories I have is the aroma of home baked bread ,.. my mother had 3 too young for school and was building my younger brother ,..wintertime , it may have been cold outside ,, but we was snug as a bug in a rug ,. sitting near the water jacket of the wood cook stove and playing with blox and crayons on the register above the furnace , ,we ALWAYS had HOT home baked bread , sweet rolls cookies , and sumthin mom called a COuUGHA with nuts and cinnamon sugar topped with home made butter , and preserves , jacketed potatoes or baked potatoes , and plenty of milk , mom played the radio all day long and would sing along occasionally and would get us to sing .(as we matured we all sang in the school and church choir ),.. toward late afternoon , my sisters would come home from school and start ordering and pushin us little guys around ,. LOL .. stack firewood neatly sweep the floor ect ... we would help milk the jersey herd ,,funny how I was eager to help milking cows by hand before I could read or write ,,. ,I Truly do FEEL Blessed to grow up and live in those times,.. fast forward today ,, mY Sara from sicily bakes homemade bread with olive oil ,. she gets a hard crust going too ,,. slices the HOT loaf and sprinkles sliced olives and garlic butter, maybe slivers of onion , wonderful with her bean noodle soup,, summertime she serves it along sliced tomatoes with onions and alittle summer sausageand cheddar cheese ,.. , a good cold beer alongside makes for a nice 20 minute nap , before going out to the field ..

We were so poor we put water on our cereal! Not really. LOL

We were so poor we put water on our cereal! Not really. LOL

Still make my own bread and rolls. goes really fast crunchy outside soft filling inside
with that smell only yeast can give

Mom nearly always had a pot of beans of beans on the stove. As a kid getting home from school I was always hungry; lifting the lid off
the pot, mom would holler at me; get juice only the beans are for supper. Bowl of bean juice and a slice of white bread would tie me
over till supper. Learned later on in life mom would add more water to the bean pot to make more juice.

family folklore 150 yrs ago my ancestors kept a 8ft brick oven hot all winter long baking breads and potatoes and vegies of all kinds and meat stews ,and baking bricks TOO ,.. and no doubt corn liquor , that was before the gov mt cared . . the walls of the summer kitchen that housed the oven were brick as well,, the old house was razed in the mid 60s ,,. it was a 2 story log house, built about 1825,. 2 rooms down and 2 rooms up with a 8 ft way between the rooms below the stairwell was in the breezeway , and the summer kitchen stood off from the breezeway some 4 foot ,, come wintertime the breezeway was walled up and doors were installed to link the summer kitchen to the house ,,..2 giant ireplaces wereon either end ,. my mothers cousin has the stonemantle in her newhouse.

(quoted from post at 19:50:52 01/08/16) Still make my own bread and rolls. goes really fast crunchy outside soft filling inside
with that smell only yeast can give

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We bought a nice bread machine about 3 years ago when the local bread prices went sky high and the quality went down. I think we bought one loaf since then and I could hardly eat it. Just the two of us so a loaf usually lasts 3-4 days.

(quoted from post at 19:40:23 01/08/16) We were so poor we put water on our cereal! Not really. LOL

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We milked, so always had cream in the fridge. When it got aged and thick we spread it on bread and ate it that way....cream on bread. First bite didn't taste like much, but the second bite brought the flavor out. Mom made a lot of "prune biscuits", basically sweet buns with a spiced prune mixture inside. I still make those!

We were so poor that we ate our cereal with a fork------to save the milk for the next kid. You learned to get up early.

That brings back memories!
The mention of being poor also bring up the story of my dads family of 10 kids setting around the
kitchen table each night to pick through the wheat or oat grain to clean out chaff, bugs and anything
else unwanted in the next morning cereal. Grandma would then put the grain through a coffee grinder to
ready it for making hot cereal in the morning. If they didn't, the kids didn't eat the next morning.

Growing up, Both grandmothers lived in their own house on dad's place. If Mom didn't have a snack, I could always make a score at one of the grandma's houses. One grandma would give me a piece of white bred spread with butter, sprinkled with sugar, sometimes jelly. Stan

I put water on my cereal now because I'm allergic to milk.

We had homemade bread, we didn't always have peanut butter but always had home-made jam.

Would rather eat a hamburger without any bread at all than
that cheap see through bread from the grocery store

Home made bread!!!!!!!!!!! Takes me back to bread baking day. We would eat a loaf of bread with butter and strawberry jam when we got home from school. What a treat. The whole house smelled of the fresh bread. Mom did all this with a cook stove fired with sawdust. Looking back I guess we grew up poor also but we didn't really know it because most families were the same. We had a huge garden and a large root cellar that would be filled with potatoes, carrots, beets, cabbage and many wooden boxes of apples. We originally had a canner that put lids on cans of preserves but latter switched to glass jars. Great memories. All because of a slice of bread.
Dave

Grandma baked bread every Saturday here on the farm until she was in her 90s. She did switch to the frozen bread dough some time in her 80s because she could no longer knead it right, but somehow it still tasted like her home made bread. Every meal featured bread and butter, usually with peanut butter and honey also. Nothing like that smell.

You forgot French Toast, and Croutons for your salads & soups. LOL

I don't drink Beer, I don't particularly like the taste of it;
that, and the fact that my entire first family were wiped out by a drunk driver
while I was at work. But I DO use it to make BEER BREAD (all the alcohol cooks off)
and I add Honey to the mix, which makes a sweet tasting bread very similar to Hawaiian Sweet Bread.

YUMMMM!