After almost every Shabbos we are left with those last few pieces of challah that no one wants to eat. I used to save them and hope that someone would want it for lunch during the week, but usually they just turned stale (and sometimes moldy) and had to be…
After DS2 was born I asked my neighbor to teach me how to make challah. The thought of making it all by hand was daunting. Since I knew my neighbor used her bread machine, I felt confident I could do it too! I broke out the machine and this is…