So, some know this little secret about me, some don't. When I was 12 years old I started making bread at the Evergreen State Fair because Dad sold Bosch and other kitchen machines. We sold the bread, but the smell is what drew people in, so we always made bread. After leaving the house at 19 years old I didn't make the bread again until Jen tricked me into it. This was probably 4 years ago now that she tricked me. The Relief Society was doing an emergency preparedness fair, and wanted someone to show what you could actually make with wheat (since everyone stores it but it seems most don't know what to do with it). So I was volunteered by Jen to make the bread ... that I had never made for her, and hadn't made for 10 years. I of course did not have a written copy of the recipe, I did it from memory since I had made it so many times in the past (I remembered it slightly wrong, but I still do it the "wrong" way since it turned out well). It was pretty hard to feel manly when the Relief Society sisters were complimenting my on my bread in the halls at church. Also, I had one comment when we had friends over and I was holding Jeffy and serving some bread that I was the "perfect Mormon wife". I didn't feel too manly after that. But I didn't let these deter me.
So Sister Fastle from the ward was taking entries for these baking activities at the fair, and wanted me to enter my bread. I almost didn't make it, I had 2 minutes to spare for getting my bread in. I entered it into two contests. The first was the Wheat Bread contest (just best straight up wheat bread). You can see the results below.
Yep, 1st place.
The second contest I entered into was the Fleishmans yeast contest. It was for any recipe using Fleishmans yeast. I just figured I'd run down grap some Fleishman's and enter for both while I was going through the trouble to enter my bread. Results below:
Yep, second place. I should have taken a picture of the winner. It was cinnamon rolls. Mine didn't come with frosting, so I was already at a severe disadvantage.
So I apparently have award winning bread. What is funny is I have been asked for the recipe, with hesitation, in case I keep it a secret. Do people really do that? Maybe I should keep it a secret .....