In 8th grade I did my country report on Ireland.
Part of my presentation was baking Irish Soda Bread for the entire class.
I'm pretty sure I got a really bad grade on the presentation,
BUT my teacher, Mrs. Newman, (who was from England) said the bread was really good.
She then asked me why I chose Ireland for my country.
I said it was really pretty and I liked the green hills.
What I wanted to say was that I hoped one day I'd marry a hot Irish guy and I was preparing culturally for our marriage.
Fast forward many years later.
I am seven years into my marriage with said hot Irish guy and I have yet to make him Irish Soda Bread.
So this week, I made a loaf using this recipe from iVillage.
It had only six ingredients so I thought, "Eh, why not?"
I did it all by hand.
I felt like a pioneer woman.
Or a country Irish woman making bread for her family.
It was actually fun crumbling the butter into the flour and kneading dough.
At one point I thought:
"I can't wait to have little kids. We would make this together every Saint Patrick's Day."
It took me three times to get the soda bread right.
Turns out that the iVillage recipe wasn't the hottest girl at the party.
So I went with this one from All Recipes.
Much, much better.
I liked it.
Hot Irish Husband liked it.
We slathered on some butter and seedless raspberry jam and really liked it.
8th grade assignment = complete.
Mrs. Newman would be proud.
Happy Saint Patrick's Day, My Friends!
photos by Dancing Branflake