In my quest to use up my bounty of eggs, I stumbled upon a recipe for brioche.
Mmmmmmm…..a recipe that uses 8 eggs and 3 sticks of butter (for several loaves) sounds so bad. I mean bad in a good way. I trekked all over town with my niece, Pie, in tow to find the proper pans. They were gleefully purchased with some of my birthday cash (thanks, Mom!). The whole house smelled delicious when this was baking.
It was hard to wait for the bread to cool enough to slice. But the wait was worth it! So yummy! This bread is definitely going to be a regular now. In fact, today I need to bake another loaf since yesterday’s is already gone. Good thing I have plenty of eggs around here.