One of my deepest, happiest memories is when my maternal grandmother would stop by our apartment each week, with a loaf of seeded rye in hand. She and my mom would make a pot of coffee, and have the bread slathered in butter as a snack - with us kids joining in. A little coffee in a lot of milk, and that fantastic bread.
Oh I love rye bread. Rye toast with butter.
One of my deepest, happiest memories is when my maternal grandmother would stop by our apartment each week, with a loaf of seeded rye in hand. She and my mom would make a pot of coffee, and have the bread slathered in butter as a snack - with us kids joining in. A little coffee in a lot of milk, and that fantastic bread.
It's one of my biggest weakness also. I do NOT get the "no carb" movement at all
