Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread and Don’t Forget the Butter! Part 2

Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread and Don’t Forget the Butter! Part 2

So as the story goes, of course my friend’s mother noticed the missing loaves of soda bread and the butter still on the table. This is a simple bread to make, so she rolled up her sleeves and got started on another batch.

As she preheated her oven to 450 F. and gathered her ingredients together, she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. Imagine taking the scrumptious warm loaf of soda bread and not the butter. Half the enjoyment is the mouth-watering delectable taste with the melting butter.

“Not to worry,” she thought, “I’ll make ODB Devotional  this soda bread extra special. I’ll make it in my mother’s mixing bowl. Soda bread is at its best when made in a ceramic bowl, it helps keep the dough cool.

In her mother’s precious bowl (which was handed down from her grandmother), she rubbed 4 ounces of soft margarine into 1 lb of all-purpose flour. She casually added one tea-spoon of salt, one tea-spoon of sugar and one tea-spoon of bread soda.

Every Irish kitchen has 8 to 10 ounces of buttermilk at hand at all times for moments like this. You never know when a visitor may arrive or the family is extra hungry for their favorite snack at anytime during the day or night.

Irish soda bread satisfies the sweet taste buds by adding a little jam or marmalade, and of course we already know the savory taste buds are satisfied by having it with plenty of butter.

My friend’s mother was anticipating a large supply of blackberries from his blackberry picking excursion, so she was already salivating at the thought of home-made blackberry jam on her hot buttered soda bread.

She fluently and swiftly mixed her dough after adding the buttermilk until the texture was soft and raggedy and leaving the side of her mother’s ceramic bowl. Her special soda bread batch was looking good, not dry and separating, so she sprinkled a little flour on her work area and tipped it out

She gently kneaded the dough for about 20 seconds or so, as soda bread requires very little kneading, just enough to shape it and hold it together. She knew to get the bread in the oven quickly while the buttermilk and bread soda were working together in high gear.

After shaping it into shape into a 6 to 8 inch round, she cut a deep cross halfway into the loaf allowing it to rise to its capacity.

She sprinkled a modest amount of flour into her baking pan to stop the soda bread from sticking, put her dough in it and popped it into her preheated 450 degree F. oven for the first ten minutes, and then lowered the temperature to 400.

The total baking time was 45 minutes, which gave her time to hang the washing on the line and do a little ironing.

When my friend’s mother returned to the kitchen 45 minutes later, the welcoming aroma from the soda bread was putting her taste-buds in overdrive. She removed the freshly baked bread from the oven and tapped the bottom for a hollow sound. It was perfect.

She placed it on a wire tray allowing it to cool. A pot of tea was simmering on the hearth so she poured herself a well-earned cup. For the most part, the Irish do not have a cup of tea on its own, a tasty something or other has to go with it.

The woman of the house was salivating for the taste of hot buttered soda bread. She broke one quarter off the loaf and cut a thick slice with her sharp serrated bread knife. She was a brief second away from the savored moment of mouth-watering, delectable pleasure. She turned to reach for the butter, but the butter was gone.

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