This recipe for Molasses Brown Bread is an old one that I clipped from the London Free Press news paper in the 70s, when I was first married and living in Canada.
I discovered the clipping filed away in an old cook book, several weeks ago. I knew I wanted to post it on my blog sometime in the future, and when I got up this morning, I knew that today was the day.
It felt like fall. Baking and fall seem to go together. I know I may be rushing things, but the light coming through the windows was different. The angle and the intensity had changed. Yes, autumn was definitely on the way.
I love the word autumn, so just had to use it. While the bread baked, the entire house filled with the scent of cinnamon, and it was wonderful. The recipe says brown bread, but it really is more like a cake. Not as sweet, but perfect with a cup of tea or coffee.
1 cup Whole Wheat Flour Mix these dry ingredients together in a bowl and set aside
1 tsp. Baking Soda
1/2 tsp. Salt
1/2 tsp. Cinnamon
Beat one egg in a large mixing bowl until foamy. Mix in one cup of All Bran Cereal
Add 1/2 cup raisins, 2 Tbs. butter, and 1/3 cup molasses. Next add 3/4 cup hot water. Stir until butter is melted. Now add dry ingredients and mix only until combined. Do not over stir. Place batter in 9x5x3 well greased loaf pan. Bake at 350° F for 30-35 minutes, or until firm.

Serve warm or chilled. Slice thin. I hope you will enjoy.
Now that I have finished this post, I think I will go and have a slice of molasses brown bread, and a cup of tea.

Yesterday was a beautiful day and perfect for a ride on our motor scooters. We headed into the canyon past Cook’s Corner. A big favorite with local motorcyclists. There is always an enormous crowd on weekends and especially onSundays. We made our way along the curving tree lined road past O’Neil Park, eventually reaching the coast, where we turned south to San Clemente. As we passed Doheny State Beach, I could smell the smoke from smoldering beach fires and I was also aware of the smell of sea weed and salt water. All of these reminded me of high school summers spent at Huntington Beach.





Several weeks have passed, and the blanket is finished. I tend to be a slow knitter and friends tell me I should learn to crochet, because it is faster. I will have to think about that.



