A couple of weekends ago I went home home and had a baking date with my mother. Originally, we meant to do this Mother’s Day weekend, and while we did have an enjoyable and restful Mommy and Cora weekend, we both were a bit under the weather at that time.
Anyway, pictured above is a mess made by (surprisingly enough… not me) my mom. She wanted to bake this bread that she refers to as a Sally Lunn. However, upon looking up a Sally Lunn (when we at first couldn’t find her recipe), that is not what we made. I’ve always thought of my mom as more of a cook than a baker. Although I do have memories of homemade gingerbread houses and one specific memory of making a Sally Lunn… or what I’m renaming “Mamma’s bread” with one of my best friends from elementary school.