This is something of a continuation of the
baking procedures first experienced by our granddaughters at Christmas time. The old-fashioned kitchen was again the centre of today's baking activities. We've had our granddaughters stay with us for the last couple of days while Derek and Airdrie were attending the
Northern Voice convention at UBC.
Today, the plan was to bake some "pulla bread" again. So, here's how this evolved:
The final result:
It tasted good, too. They even made some for Mom and Dad - sugar-free for him - and, I'm sure, they'll eat a lot of it themselves. As mentioned in the Christmas post, it's nice to see a family tradition carried on.
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Don't you have this nice little story about the little man made of cake (actually, it is "pain d'épices" in French, which might be something like ginger cake, I guess), who runs away but eventually gets caught by the fox ?
He had eyes made of fruits, and buttons made of candy.
I was very, very fond of him when I was a little girl !
When my kids were small, I onced baked the Palace of "Dame Tartine", who would be something like "Candy Lady" or "Cake Princess" or something like that. It was great fun. Sibylle almost cried when she discovered her friends would actually eat it during the birthday party, she wanted to keep it forever !
The girls have no such compunction. They bake them in order to eat them. Of course, the grandparents will help eat, if asked, especially granddad (me).
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