Homemade Potato Bread

Mmmm. There's nothing better than the fresh smell of bread baking in the oven, or the cathartic feeling of kneading dough on the counter, your hands covered in flour.

Having not baked lately, I spent last night filling my apartment with the warm, buttery smell of my favorite potato bread. Here's the recipe for you!

{potato bread}

2 1/2 tsp dry active yeast
1/4 cup warm water
1 tbsp sugar

In small bowl, mix the yeast, sugar and warm water until dissolved.

4 cups all-purpose flour
1/4 cup instant potato flakes
1/4 cup dry milk powder
2 tsp salt
1/4 cup sugar
2 tbsp margarine
1 cup warm water

In a large bowl, mix the flour, sugar, potato flakes, milk, butter, water and yeast mixture until you can knead it together into a dough-like consistency. Add more water if it's too dry, or more flour if too wet.

 Spray a bread pan with cooking spray and place dough in it. Put a towel over the top and let rise.

When bread has risen over the top of the pan, place in a preheated oven 300-325 degrees for 30 minutes. Butter the top of the crust and let cool! (Try not to eat it all at once!)

Booted, Outfitted and Ready to Go

My dad has been here visiting for the past few days, and I've discovered that not only is it helpful to have a visitor's guide lying around the house, but it's nice to have an over-abundance of outdoor gear stashed in the closet.

We decided to go on a hiking trip into the gorge yesterday and my dad tried to leave the house wearing jeans, a long-sleeved cotton shirt and a pair of beat-up tennis shoes. After rummaging through all the clothes, packs, gear and shoes that Tanner and I own, I properly outfitted my dad with a pair of quick-dry zip-off pants, a long underwear top and fleece pullover, raincoat, wool socks, waterproof hiking boots, and a daypack with a raincover. It seems that my make-shift bed and breakfast is also turning into an outfitting shop! All I need is a couple boats to rent and we'll be all set!

We took a hike to Wahclella and Elowah Falls again, being that they are my new favorite, quick and easy, beautiful hikes. Though the weather has been sunny all week, it was overcast and slightly drizzly today, which I have since decided is the perfect hiking weather. Not too hot, with a nice, cool breeze, the damp smell of earth filling your senses, and the glow of greenery all around you. Gotta love the NorthWest!

Flashback

It's Friday once again, boys and girls! Time to wrap up the blogging week with a little reminiscing...

My mom dug up some old photos recently, and she discovered some shots from 1991, which was the last time I was anywhere near the west coast. (Considering how much traveling my family does, it's amazing I haven't visited since then!)

So of course my sister and I had some fun recreating the old photos when she came in town. (Er... we had to do a little "self-timer" action, so the angle of the photos don't exactly match...)

But just think -- it was exactly twenty years ago that I last was in Portland! Crazy. Who'd have thought I'd be living here someday?!

Wahkeena Falls 1991

Wahkeena Falls 1991

Wahkeena Falls 2011

Wahkeena Falls 2011

Multnomah Falls 1991

Multnomah Falls 1991

Multnomah Falls 2011

Multnomah Falls 2011

Courtney and I didn't make it to the beach to recreate this photo, but here it is, just for fun.... and check out those awesome self-stamped dolphin shirts and leggings. You know you're jealous.

Cannon Beach 1991

Cannon Beach 1991

Cannon Beach 2011

Cannon Beach 2011

Have a good weekend, everyone! I'll see you Monday!

Horsetails and Ponytails

While my sister was here she got a taste of what life is like in Oregon when the sun shines -- and on her birthday, too! The following day, however, we were back to overcast skies and a dark, damp feel to the earth. We went hiking, nonetheless, hiking into the mossy wilderness to visit Horsetail, Ponytail, and Triple Falls.

Though it didn't rain, the air was crisp, cool and damp, and I discovered for the first time that I actually like hiking on cloudy days. Though sunny days afford us beautiful views here, the sun can be (surprisingly) blinding and hot, and it does much to wash out the beautiful green color that permeates everything here.

On overcast days, the air is cool and refreshing, perfect for a warm hike, and the smell of rain is everywhere. If I close my eyes I'm reminded of memories as a young girl: waking up in a cozy tent, the cold air hitting my nose as I push open the door; the smell of dew on the grass in the morning; the breeze off the water as I wake before dawn and push my canoe into the lake; the scent of rain on the earth after a loud, evening thunderstorm. All of these memories are tied to the strong, rich scent of water and earth, and nothing brings back those memories stronger than a drizzly day here among the mosses.

We had lunch beside Triple Falls and hiked out again, leaving soft footprints in the damp earth.