A taste of my kidhood
Every once in a while my dad would bring a special snack. Sometimes what I remember as german bread. A long white crispy loaf. Tender and rich inside.
Often it was a Cross & Blackwell date nut bread with a slab of cream cheese. It was packed in a tin can. Just enough for us all to have a slice.
Charles and I have been talking about that tin of yummy. Two days ago I found a printout of that very recipe. Betcha can't figure out what I made today.
Not bad! Not bad at all! Yummster!