Thursday, August 13, 2009
You can lead a horse to raisins...
but you can't convince that horse she likes raisins. Even if she's eating really good raisin bread.
The cinnamon raisin nut (walnut?) bread Nicole brought to share at work smelled heavenly, especially after a slice or two got toasted. Folks gathered 'round.
"I don't even like raisins," I said again and again, eating a piece with butter, "but this is good."
I have heard that Orwasher's, the bakery from which this bread originated, is "hit or miss." This item's a hit. I should know. I don't like raisins.