Friday, November 4, 2011
But it, in turn, has relaxed me (maybe not as much as he would like, but a great deal). Our company is closing and in a few weeks, we will cease to exist. I will (hopefully) have a new job before Christmas. The problem is where that new job will be. It could be a short car or bus ride away. Or, it could be quite a long plane ride away. The future isn't decided and in a way it is terribly exciting, and almost as terribly, anxiety-ridden. One thing is for certain, it looks like my Boston chapter will be ending; it makes me hold every memory close. My chilly walks to work, Haymarket, and all of my favorite restaurants. I grew up in Boston, coming as a young college student, graduating and moving here without a safety net. I really grew into my own here and I love this town. And I will miss it. But I am more certain than ever that in order for me to continue to grow, I need a change.
In times like these, where nothing is certain, and every moment is filled with intense angst (okay, I'm a drama queen. It's not every moment, but let's just say I've had my share of stress headaches over the last few weeks) you need something comforting. This beer bread was introduced to me by an ex-boyfriend, but that doesn't discount its comfort factor. I fell in love with it the winter we were together (the bread, not the boyfriend). And John and I ate it this weekend with a big bowl of chili; both, contemplating our future; together and separate. It's the perfect bread for fall, the perfect bread for comforting, the perfect bread for me, right now.
Serves: 1 loaf
4 tablespoons butter, melted
3 cups self-rising flour
2 tablespoons sugar
1 12-ounce beer
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Combine butter, flour, sugar, and beer until well-mixed. Batter will be sticky. Pour into a greased loaf pan and bake for 45-60 minutes.
This is easy to remember (even when the boyfriend with the recipe is long gone) by thinking 4-3-2-1. You can even mix it in the loaf pan if you prefer. Couldn't get much easier than that.
Until the next time my oven is on...
Welcome! I'm Dani (aka the Growing Foodie), just a girl balancing her career and passion for all things edible in NYC. I hope you'll join me in my adventures in life, through food. (Click for More)
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