I feel like I had a very lucky childhood. You see, both of my parents worked, but my dad was (and is) a college professor. Which meant that he could pick us up from school, take us to sports practices, coach sports teams, and had the summer off with us so we never were sent to interminable summer camps. My mom, on the other hand, worked a lot. So she would get us ready in the morning and take us to school, coming home in time for dinner (Dad cooked, she did the dishes).
This only posed a problem when one parent or the other couldn't fulfill their standard roles. Although I secretly (maybe not so secretly) loved when Dad wasn't around to make dinner - Mom always went with breakfast for dinner. Scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, whatever we wanted. Heaven for a kid, for some reason. But when Mom wasn't around in the morning? Oh goodness, that was a problem. Dad could not braid. At all. That whole three strand thing threw him for a loop. Inevitably, my sister and I would be sent off to school with lopsided ponytails instead. We, of course, found this immensely hilarious. What's funnier than watching a parent fail at something so easy?
Here's the thing though. Now I feel bad for how much fun we made of him, because of this particular bread. I got it in my head that I wanted to braid it, but that three strands just wasn't going to do it. Oh no, I needed six strands at least. So off I went to YouTube, because now that's just what you do. I've also used it for demos on assembling wedding cakes, which has been on my mind lately as those on Twitter might have noticed... Awesome - I found this video, which was incredibly understandable and helpful. After watching it a couple times (sshh, I don't learn stuff real good), I thought I had it down.
And then I began. Umm, yeah. So I had the boyfriend queue it up and start it playing. Every time she moved a strand, he would pause the video until I had mimicked her. Then off he would go again. I don't know what I would have done without him around - tried to grow a third arm, maybe? In the end though, it came together quite nicely. I'm a definite fan of the six strand braid, just don't ask me to demo it!
And the bread? It's like a cinnamon roll, minus the frosting. Oh, and about 10000x bigger. Seriously, I put the braid diagonally on my cookie sheet, and it rose and baked over the handles on both ends. This is one monster bread. My suggestions if you're going to make it? Well, while fresh, toasted with almond butter. And while stale (because I couldn't quite go through the monster loaf that quickly), as french toast, drenched in maple syrup. You can't go wrong with either of those.
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