It’s been a long time since I’ve posted a recipe on this blog—over three months to be exact! Well, today my recipe hiatus ends and I’m excited to share this gem of a recipe I discovered earlier this year; it’s so good that it has a permanent home in my recipe binder!
Nothing compares to the taste and texture of fresh bread, but baking homemade bread can be laborious. Not these breadsticks though! They are buttery and delicious, even made with yeast—yet they are so simple to make and you probably already have most of the ingredients on hand. Your family will love them, your kiddos with love them, your friends will love them, and of course I think you will love them too!
They pair perfectly with any Italian dish, a soup and salad meal, or just plain and simple by themselves. My biggest piece of advice with this recipe is to make sure to use a cookie sheet with an EDGE; otherwise the butter will ooze all over your oven alarming the smoke detector to start screaming—that may or may not have happened to me the first time I made these. 😉
Yield: 10-12 Breadsticks
1 tablespoon yeast
1 ½ cups warm water
3 ½ cups flour
2 tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt
½ c butter
1. Dissolve the yeast in the warm water.
2. In a large bowl, combine the flour, sugar, and salt; add the yeast mixture and stir together.
3. Knead for 3 minutes and let rest for 10 minutes.
4. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Melt the ½ cup of butter and pour onto baking sheet (with an edge).
5. Roll the dough out into a rectangle, about the shape of the baking sheet. Use a pizza cutter to cut the dough into one-inch wide strips. Take each strip by the two ends, bring them together and twist to form breadsticks. Roll each breadstick around in the butter and place on the baking sheet. Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese and garlic salt (or whatever seasonings you like). Let them rise for 10 minutes.
6. Bake for about 20 minutes or until lightly browned. Best served warm!
The smiles, the tears, the laughter, the exhaustion, the surprises — all blend together to to paint a picture of a journey unique to every mom. A once blank canvas gets covered in memories, adventures and lessons learned.
No two canvases are the same.
Each canvas represents a story. A significant story.
Sometimes as moms we feel small; other times we see our impact. Sometimes our canvas appears dull; other times its bursting with color.
The peaceful cuddles, the sticky hands that don’t mind the mess, the sweet phrases that make the sun peek through grey clouds — refresh our canvas with life.
It’s no wonder we often say that our kids are our world — their fingerprints fill every nook and cranny of the canvas. They forever change us. They give us a reason to get up every morning, shower or no shower, and embrace the awaiting day.
They need us. And the Great Artist knows that we need them too, because sometimes they are our greatest teachers.
The canvas of motherhood is ever emerging; each brush stroke weaves together, creating a picture that is a part of a greater story.
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It’s hard to believe that it’s been 2 years since I mustered up to courage to step forward in faith, not knowing where this blogging journey would take me. I didn’t know that tapping into my writer’s heart would open up a whole new world of amazing blessings. I didn’t know that I would meet so many wonderful people along the way.
The passion to write grows stronger with each word that I type. The more I write, the more I want to write. The more I see the good fruit God is producing, the more awestruck I am of His beautiful plan.
Writing ministers to me.
When I write, joy fills my soul. When I write, I grow closer to God. When I write, I feel at peace. Sometimes the words flow, other times they stand still. Sometimes the words are just for me, other times they are to share…
I am grateful for each of you; I am encouraged that you take the time to read; I am touched by your compassionate and kind words; I am motivated to keep writing because of your heartfelt support.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
What an incredible journey it has been so far — and as long as the Lord leads, I will keep on writing. Some days it feels like just the beginning of something greater that God is doing. I don’t know what is ahead, but I know the One who does.
It is so good to trust the Lord — so good to follow His ways. Thank you each for journeying with me and for giving me a reason to write.