Wednesday, October 13, 2010

163. Raisin Cinnamon Bread, Two Loaves

Cooler weather is the signal for me to start baking. In the summer, it is just too much effort and, with the air conditioner running around the clock, the last thing I want to do to add more heat and a heavy layer of food odors to the sticky atomosphere.

As fall approaches, however, I can hardly wait to begin making favorite breads and rolls. A bread machine takes most of the work out of making yeast products; I use mine to do the kneading and raising, only. As mentioned in a prior post, bread machines do not turn out loaves that come close to the quality of those baked in a traditional oven.

(Today's recipe for raisin-cinnamon bread can be made by hand; just mix, knead and let rise as usual).

The lovely loaf, pictured below, calls for the cinnamon to be mixed right in with the dough. It is a very simple recipe and it makes two to keep and the other to give away to someone special. There is nothing like a loaf of freslhy baked bread to lift someone's spirits!

Raisin-Cinnamon Bread

4 ½ -5 C flour
2 pkg yeast
1/3 C sugar
2 tsp salt
1 tsp cinnamon
1 C milk
½ C water
¼ C margarine
1 egg

1 C raisins (increase amount if desired)

Powdered sugar (optional)

Add all ingredients except raisins to bread machine in order suggested by mfg. Select ‘dough’ cycle.

 When completed, remove dough and knead in raisins. Divide into 2 parts on lightly floured surface roll each into 7x14 rectangle.  Starting at short end, roll into a loaf shape. Place into two well-greased loaf pans. Cover and let rise in a warm place until doubled, about 30 min. Bake at 375 degrees for 25-30 min until golden. Remove to wire racks and cool. This bread is wonderful toasted and also makes delicious French toast.

Optional: Mix 1/2 C powdered sugar with enough water to make a glaze. Drizzle over the top of the cooled loaves.

1 comment:

  1. Marian wrote: I could almost smell that bread baking. My mother baked almost all of our bread. Sometimes she would use some of the dough for cinnamon rolls. She made the best ever, and I never thought to get her recipe. (She probably didn't have one.) To walk into the house after a long school bus ride and smell bread baking made me know I was living in the lap of luxury even though we didn't have electricity or a telephone.