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Estonian Soda Bread Recipe

My good news today is that I found 
a wonderful blog from Estonia 

with recipes galore. 

Join me in Stalking Nami-Nami's BLOG.

Estonian Soda Bread Recipe

(Odrajahu-hapupiimakarask)

• 250 ml cultured buttermilk, kefir or fermented milk (1 cup)
• 1 large egg
• 1 tsp salt
• 1 tsp caster sugar
• 2 Tbsp vegetable oil or melted butter
• 1 tsp caraway seeds
• 175 g barley flour (about 300 ml, I used wholemeal)
• 90 g wheat flour (150 ml)
• 1 tsp baking soda

1. Pre-heat the oven to 200 C/400 F.
2. Sift both flours and soda into a bowl. 
3. Whisk the egg with salt and sugar, add the kefir, oil/melted butter, caraway seeds and the flour mix. 
4. Stir until just combined.
5. Pour into a buttered tin a 23x23 cm square tin, buttered.
6. Bake in a pre-heated oven for 20-25 minutes, until the soda bread is golden brown on top.

This blog post has had many viewers from all over the world. It is surprising to me at the blogs that get the most attention. 

Love,

Grammy T.

New Cute Quilt to Show You. ;)

I loved how Elder Timothy Thompson's quilt turned out. 

This was a couple of Jelly Rolls that I got on

sale at Gracie Lou's.

The back is a gold Minkee. 

The whole thing turned out cozy and fun.

Love,

Grammy T. 

"You Are Going To Get Hit"

My Grand daughters with on of the little baby lambs in Loomis CA.

We had a little story a few days back 

wherein I was told to 

“Get out of here Now!!” 

And we wondered 

if it was the still small voice 

or was it Papa Pillsbury. 

Some of you voted for 

The Still Small Voice. 

I voted for Papa Pills. 

But in this story there is not a question 

that it was the Still Small Voice. 

Here it is:

I was parked at the square 

in downtown Rupert Idaho 

in about 1974. 

I went into Kings and the florist 

and when I came out 

a truck with a camper 

was parked next to me on 

my right side. 

I got in and as I turned
on the engine a voice said

 “You are going to get hit” 

guess what I said

“Oh Well”

Can you spell dumb!! 

But at the time I obviously 

hadn't learned how to 
listen to the Spirit. 

Obviously. 

So I backed out, gingerly, 
and got hit on the back 
right side of my car.

 Smash!  

I am so glad that I have grown past 

the stage of not being able 

to recognize when to say

“Yes Sir”

Love,
Grammy T.