Just yesterday a friend of mine handed me a piece of "Amish Friendship Bread" along with a "starter pack" and instructions. It was delicious and perfectly moist, and given the fact that she was no baker per se, I was a bit surprised. With the starter in the hand, I skated back home and went to bed. It had been a long and calorific Thanksgiving day, and I was just as stuffed and dead as the turkey within my bulging tummy.
Typical of a Thanksgiving week, I feasted voraciously the subsequent days as well. But this time I contributed beautifully baked, cinnamon-sugar crusted pieces of culinary art to the potlucks. Absolutely scrumptious. Being the curious critter I was, I asked my dearest buddy Google some questions regarding the bread, to which he replied, "Amish Friendship Bread is a type of bread or cake made from a sourdough starter that is often shared in a manner similar to a chain letter." So those starters are basically yeast cultures that each person cultivates throughout a 10 day period to give to others to do the same. Problem was, I now had several starter packs that were to be handed out to friends and family, but the actual need to bake is a big turn-off for a lot of people it seems. Not having anyone who was interested, the bags just sat in the kitchen for the next 2 days until one night BOOM! BOOM! Two of the bags had expanded past their capacity and exploded, waking my mother and I up in a bit of a fright. Tired and having given up I just threw them into the freezer to bake some time in the future.
And that there is my sad story of baking Amish Friendless Bread.
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