For ages I’ve been wanting to try and re-create a bread that we ate often when I was little. Cinnamon Swirl Bread. I remember my mom used to buy it on the week-ends and I’m pretty sure my brother and I could polish off a whole loaf in one sitting. If there happened to be some left over (rarely) we ate it the next day toasted with butter (almost better than eating it fresh).
Yesterday when the loaf came out of the oven and I sliced into it so I could take some photos I knew it was not going to be possible to wait until the week-end to give it a try. This no-sugar-during-the-week thing that I’m doing is great and I admit that I’m feeling much better in general. Geesh, it has been almost six months that I’ve resisted the urge to eat everything from chocolate cake to fruit pies to bags of my favorite candy. But the taste of that bread yesterday was probably the best thing I have eaten in my entire life (have you noticed that I tend to exaggerate slightly sometimes?). No regrets here.
When my kid’s arrived home from school famished I served them this and they were ecstatic. “Mama, it’s like a gooey cinnamon bun in the middle of a loaf of delicious bread!” and “Mama, this is absolutely the best things I’ve ever tasted in my entire life!” (the exaggeration trait was apparently passed on to a few of my kids).
So my advice to you all is to make this bread this week-end and let your families/friends/pets shower you with praise, love and thankfulness.
Read on for recipe…
Jillian In Italy 