Amish Friendship Bread Recipe

Happy Hump Day Cats and Kittens!

I’ve recently received a starter for Amish Friendship Bread and it is super simple and tasty.  Well, I mean simple in that there is very little to do with it other than watch yeast ferment for 5 days at a time, but I found a really nice little compilation of information that I will now reproduce.  The first part of this was taken from, where you can buy some really cute gift sets for the baker in your life and I got the starter recipe from  Another way to not feel too guilty for making this bread is by using Splenda for baking, Skim Milk and Whole Wheat Flour.  This works beautifully as a substitution for the health conscious baker using this recipe.

“Amish Friendship Bread

This is more than a recipe – it’s a way of thinking. In our hi-tech world almost everything comes prepackaged and designed for instant gratification. So where does a recipe that takes ten days to make fit in? Maybe it’s a touch stone to our past – to those days not so very long ago when everything we did took time and where a bread that took 10 days to make was not as extraordinary as it seems today.

The recipe comes to us from Mrs. Norma Condon of Los Angeles. Amish Friendship Bread is a great bread for the holidays. When you’ve made your bread, you can give your friends a sample and the starter that made it! Then your friends can make their own and pass it along to their friends. This is why the bread is called “friendship bread”. It makes a great homemade birthday and Christmas present. Church groups and hospitals have spread a lot of love and cheer by making Amish Friendship Bread for their members. Many people make it regularly just because it tastes so good!

Amish Friendship Bread is a genuine starter bread. If you know someone with a starter, you are in luck. For those of you without access to a starter, we’ve done our research and found a great option. It’s a special starter in powder form that can be activated with flour and water; it’s safe, very inexpensive and we can send it to you.

The Recipe

Important Note: Don’t use metal spoons or equipment. Do not refrigerate. Use only glazed ceramic or plastic bowls or containers.

Required Main Ingredient

1 cup live yeast starter (see above)

day 1:

Do nothing with the starter.

days 2-5:

Stir with a wooden spoon.

day 6:

Add 1 cup flour, 1 cup sugar, and 1 cup milk. Stir with a wooden spoon.

days 7-9:

Stir with a wooden spoon.

Day 10:

Add 1 cup flour, 1 cup sugar and 1 cup milk. Stir. Take out 3 cups and place 1 cup each into three separate plastic containers. Give one cup and a copy of this recipe to three friends. To the balance (a little over one cup) of the batter, add the following ingredients and mix well.

1 cup oil
1/2 cup milk
3 eggs
1 tsp vanilla

In a separate bowl combine the following dry ingredients and mix well:

2 cups flour
1 cup sugar
1-1/2 tsp baking powder
2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 – (5.1 oz) box instant vanilla pudding
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup nuts

Add dry ingredients to wet ingredients. Mix and pour into two well greased and sugared bread pans. Bake at 325 degrees for 1 hour.

Amish Friendship Bread

Variations on a Theme #1

The original Amish Friendship Bread recipe comes to us from Mrs. Norma Condon of Los Angeles (Basic Recipe). These delicious additions come to us from Mrs. Cherii Martin of Fresno, California, Suzette Pierce, and Lori Panzino of San Bernardino, California. Use the basic recipe and add or delete ingredients as per instructions!

Cherii Martin’s Banana Amish Friendship Bread

Omit cinnamon and vanilla pudding in the basic recipe and add two bananas (mashed)

Cherii Martin’s Chocolate Amish Friendship Bread

Omit cinnamon and vanilla pudding from the basic recipe and add 1 – (5.1 oz) box of instant chocolate pudding, 3 tsp. cocoa and 3/4 cup chocolate chips. Bake for 1-1/2 to 1-3/4 hours.

Cherii Martin’s Apple Cinnamon Friendship Bread

add one cup of raisins and one small diced apple.

Suzette Pierce’s Pudding, Chocolate Chip and Nut Variations

Suzette Pierce writes: “You can use many different flavors of pudding. My favorite is pistachio flavor. You may also use different flavors of chocolate chips and nuts.”

Lori Panzino’s Butterscotch Amish Friendship Bread

Lori Panzino writes: “Add 1 box of butterscotch pudding and 1 cup of butterscotch chips. We bake the cake in a 13″ x 9” pan. It’s my family’s favorite cake! She adds “Don’t forget to omit the vanilla pudding”™, Armchair World™, NetEscapes™, The World at your Fingertips™, The Taste of Memory™ , The Armchair Brief™ , Bring the Outside – Inside™ and Just Add Water and Your Imagination™ are trademarks of Armchair World, Los Angeles, California, USA.

To Make a Starter Batter:

1 pkg. dry yeast
1 c. milk
1 c. flour
1 c. sugar

In a glass bowl using a non-metal spoon, stir 1 package dry yeast into 1 cup milk. Add 1 cup flour and 1 cup sugar, stirring until smooth. Cover loosely and place on kitchen counter. Do Not Refrigerate Starter. Count this as day 1. Day 2, 3 and 4 stir mixture. Day 5 add 1 cup sugar, 1 cup milk and 1 cup flour to starter mixture, stirring until smooth. Days 6, 7, 8 and 9 stir mixture. Day 10 add 1 cup sugar, 1 cup milk and 1 cup flour to starter mixture. Starter is now ready to be used to make cake and give to friends.”


Jon and Kate Plus…….. a Martyr?

I don’t normally watch reality TV- for the simple fact that it’s truly a lot of engineered drama.  But, I’m watching the season opener for Jon and Kate plus 8 and I’m having nearly horrific flashbacks of my Mother’s last divorce.  You’ve got Kate as the angry Martyr and Jon saying screw you I didn’t cheat, but pulling the passive aggressive angle.  Am I the only person who wants to scream at them- go to f’ing marriage counseling since it is obvious you aren’t communicating.

What about the concept that it takes two- yes TWO- to tango.  Why do people jump to divorce as a solution?  As mixed as my feelings for my Aunt and Uncle are, they are the only example of a successful marriage I’ve seen outside of my grandparents.  He cheated and she’s still got him by the balls, but for some unknown reason, they are still together and seem if not to love each other to seriously respect each other. 

But, there is something about the way that they’ve edited these “interview” segments and the stuff in the house that is really rubbing me the wrong way.  It really seems that TLC has decided to side with Kate in this entire he said she said B.S. that they are getting redonkulous ratings from.  I really hate seeing Jon be crucified, even if he is a moron who got caught- Hey Douche- you’re a celebrity- YES they are watching you!!!!

Throughout this, I feel for those kids because the whole world knows that this drama is playing itself out and I promise that if you think they don’t know about it by now, then you are deluding yourself.  I may be reading into this, but Kate is making a point of telling the cameras how helpful the two older daughters were while she was party planning “all alone” (as she pointed out repeatedly to the point that I now don’t care)- can anyone say, “I’ll be good if you don’t get divorced Mommy!”

OK- so I won’t have anything nice to say- I’ll stop now.

How Long Would it Take for…………

I’ve come to the realization that it would probably take at least 2 days for anyone to realize that I were missing should I die suddenly at home or be abducted or otherwise accosted.  I’m sorry that this is such a morbid topic, but I now understand this.

It would take 2 days simply because my office wouldn’t send anyone to check on me until I pulled a no-show for at least 2 day while not answering my phone.  I don’t think that my mother, brother, or father would think that anything were wrong for at least 2 weeks, but even then I submit that would be too short of a time for them to be worried.  The next person to suspect that something might be wrong would be Sarah once I didn’t post something somewhere for a while- she would call.

I am tired of trying to hold together a family that is so hell bent on running away and moving on.

Random Scene: Sylvie

Sylvie could hear the laughter and conversation coming from the living room, but she just wasn’t feeling it.  The garnet river of Cabernet filled the rocks glass in front of her and she let out a slight laugh at the cheesiness of the comparison she’d just made- garnet river indeed!  Eyes closed, she tried to let her memories run through her head and nothing.  She had a sense of emotions, but still no recollection of who she had been before the moment she’d woken up in the passenger seat of Remy’s El Camino.  For all she knew, her name wasn’t even Sylvie!  Apparently that was as much information as she’d passed along to her gracious chauffeur before falling asleep.

She was standing at the counter deep in thought while staring at the wine in her glass oblivious to Remy’s eyes on her from the doorway.

“Penny for your thoughts?” He asked with a pretty thick tongue.

“Nothing- that’s the problem.  Are you sure that I didn’t say anything else before I passed out?  Did I look stressed or anything? Something!”  She hadn’t realized that her grip on the counter was so firm until the laminate edge began to dig into her palm and she relaxed a little.

“Sorry kiddo- you weren’t exactly a chatty Cathy at the time.  You didn’t even look scared if you were being chased.” he walked to the opposite side of the counter and picked up the bottle of wine. “Anyway- we’re going to see _______ in the morning and you should get all of the answers you need then.” He tried to wink at her, but Remy’s coordination was slowly getting as thick as his tongue.

“Why were you so quiet in there anyway?” she nodded her head toward the living room and looked Remy in the eyes, they were pretty glassy.

“I’m trying not to hear my sister laugh.” He slurred,”Any retro memories for you?”

“No, I’m not drunk enough.” Sylvie replied.  How had she gotten to this moment standing in his house?

 “You have a sister?” she asked and it suddenly dawned on her that she hadn’t heard anyone in the other room mention a sister- three brothers, yes.  Sisters- no.

“Well,” he paused,”I don’t.  Weird- huh?”  He picked up his freshly poured glass of wine and went back toward the living room, swaying a bit with each step.  He probably won’t remember any of this in the morning…….

Contemplations: I can never have a wedding ceremony

Over the weekend, which was mother’s day in the US, I went out for pedicures with a friend and her mother and her sister-in-law and as we were digesting after lunch, the topic of who will plan my wedding came up.  Let me IMMEDIATELY say that I have no plans for marriage and haven’t had a boyfriend for over a year, so this was a completely fictitious conversation in that respect.

Anyway, my friend said that she would be devastated if I didn’t invite her, and well- I’ll dramatise the moment for you.  We open up on Glory Day’s Restaurant and two women are sitting in a booth facing each other- we’ll name her Betty.  One woman has her baby in the carrier and her 10 year old on the bench next to her and the other is sitting on the opposite side, alone- we’ll name her Veronica.

“If you get married, I better be there!” says Betty, “I’m even OK if I have to be the Co-Maid of honor.”

Veronica laughs, “That would be fantastic- I would have two red heads as my maids of honor!  But I don’t think that I’ll have a ceremony if I ever do get married.”

“What!  What do you mean- you can’t do that, I don’t have any sisters so yours is the only Wedding I can be involved in!” Betty was astonished, how could her friend feel this way?

“I can’t have a wedding- for starters, no church would have me!” This was a very matter of fact statement by now that Veronica felt fine making.

“You could get married at my church- we’re the ‘fun’ kind of catholics.” Both women chuckled a little.

“I’m soooooo not Catholic and you know it- hell, I’m not even considered Christian!  Anyway- there is no way to have a wedding for me that won’t insult someone in a big way.  Think about it- how can I explain to my father that I want my brother to walk me down the aisle?  And for that matter- who do I invite?  My fathers family would be a given and I know that half of them wouldn’t show up because they still haven’t forgiven my Mother for divorcing him.  Then there is the issue of my ex-step father.  I haven’t spoken to him in a year or so, but what if I’ve made peace with him by this point and then we have my father and ex-step father both wondering why my brother is walking me down the aisle, but that’s not including the fact that my brother still hates my ex-step father with a passion!”  Veronica took a breath to try and review what she’d just said to check for too much dramatic addition.  Sadly- she didn’t find any, so she continued.

“That is not even addressing the fact that my mothers new husband, who is barely welcome at family events after his last appearance and my cousins wedding would most likely be forced to attend by my mother- though, I’m not even sure that I want her at my wedding at this point.  She didn’t even invite my brother and I to her last wedding.”  Veronica didn’t want to continue along this train of thought- they’d been having a great day and she didn’t feel like letting that cloud descend for the remainder of it. 

“I’ve already decided that I’ll elope and send out invitations to a big reception afterwards.  That is, assuming that he’s willing to do that- knowing me, I’ll probably fall in love with a very family oriented guy who would insist on braving this mine field………….” 

The scene now fades out.  From there we discussed other alternatives for a bit and then changed the subject.  I was a little amazed at myself during this conversation because I’d always thought that me not wanting to have a wedding was a fear of commitment or of the inevitable drama, because I guarantee that someone on my side will be in tears and they won’t be from joy (it always happens).

I think that I’m afraid of some of the drama NOT happening and the feeling of rejection that would be associated with that. 

Follow my logic- If my father doesn’t get hurt by me wanting my brother to walk me, then did he actually care?  I mean- he’s got another shot at this when my half-sister gets married, so it’s probably not the end of his world (knife number one).

If I invite the ex-step father and he decides not to show, that wouldn’t be cool.  The man was married to my mother for 22 years, though that hasn’t cured him of his douch-bag status.  Not to mention, if he does show up, my brother will probably leave- this is the safe option because if he stays, he’ll probably beat the hell out of the guy.

If my mother brings her new husband and he decides that the red carpet hasn’t been rolled out for him and spends the entire time sulking (just like last Christmas), then my mother will be pissed off the entire time and I will be a basket case because I’ll have lectures coming from the left right and center.

The most sane part of the whole affair would be my friends to whom the co-Maid of honor duties would be given to, but I’m also unable to speculate about any drama that the grooms family might bring into the mix.  As I started going do this path afterwards, I came to the realization that I might have to cut my family invites to any wedding for myself down to the ones who would honestly never speak to me again if I didn’t ask them to come.  I was one of the most depressing things I’d though about in a while because of the shear Day-time soap opera nature of it……

If anyone has any suggestions- though I am leaning toward electronic braclets that shock family members when they start to act up- I’m all ears.  BUT, again, this would be a more useful conversation if I were even dating anyone.

Game 7 and Vacation Confirmed in 1 Day

Good Morning Cats and Kittens!

As you can tell- I’m in a really good mood, though I probably shouldn’t be- I’ve spent WAY too much money in the last 24 hours, but it was all for good necessary and purposeful things.  On the free end- I’ve managed to get my clammy little hands onto tickets for game 7 of the NHL Playoffs! I would tell you the story, but it’s really not that interesting, suffice it to say that a client of the hotel was very generous.

AFTER I had found out that I was going to game 7 I bit the bullet and bought my plane ticket to San Diego for August- I found a round trip ticket for $250 (not including taxes- darned things cost an arm and a leg!!!).  SOOOOOOOOO, on top of that, and instead of forcing my brother to entertain me for the entire weekend, I got 3 tickets to the Kings of Leon show (Thank you for Scheduling this on a Friday Gentlemen!)- one ticket for me, one for my brother, and one for whomever he can find to go with us.  I have no guarantee that I will see any money come back for this, but I don’t think that I honestly care. 

My brother has covered my ass sooooooo many times it isn’t even funny and I need to start repaying the debt.  I remember the last concert that he and I went to- it was the Weezer show in West Palm Beach a la 2003?  I’m not sure what year it was- most of the time between 2001 and 2004 just sort of blends together for me.  I was either drunk or stressed out to the verge of snapping or just so tweaked that it was ridiculous.  To those of you who stuck by me- How much do I LOVE YOU!

And now I have the opportunity to brighten someone Else’s day and I at least know that it’ll be a good show- though I’m not too sure how I feel about and Arena, I’m usually a club sort of girl.  The last KoL show that I saw was in a great venue, but it was a while back and before these guys got BIG, sooooo, I’ll have to deal with the Arena 😦  Anyway- needless to say, there is very little that could ruin my day- and yes, this did rhyme ;D