Alternate title: “Out of this World Apple Bread”
More alternate titles: “Forget How to Act Like a Human Being Apple Bread”. “I Have No Words Apple Bread”.
The first time I had this bread, I could literally see my self control fly out the window. It looked over its shoulder, threw a peace sign my way and BOUNCED. Unfortunately, this all happened while I was at work. Trying to still be a professional in front of all of my co-workers, while my world was rocked was difficult. I don’t think I pulled it off.
My boss at the time, made this bread and brought it into work. It’s her mother’s (affectionately knows as “Jimmie”) recipe. Jimmie used to make this bread and bring some to the school staff where my boss went to elementary school. As a result of this bread, let’s just say that my boss and her siblings didn’t get in much trouble as they probably could have 🙂
Let me tell ya, after tasting this bread, I GET IT.
Whenever my former boss (affectionately known as “VD”) makes this, she always has to being me a loaf because I’m a brat and need this in my life. On one such occasion, I was able to hold off eating it at work and brought it home. Let me just set this scene for you.
I was home alone in the apartment waiting for my (now) husband (what?!) to come home from work. I unwrapped the bread, just to smell it. Yes. TO SMELL IT. As I was doing that, a piece fell off the end. I had to eat it. I mean, who am I to let this little piece go uneaten? It was practically jumping off the loaf FOR me. I ate it, melted into a puddle of goo because it always makes my knees go weak, and tried to move on. I moved the bread and OMG IT STARTED TO BREAK IN HALF. I looked around the apt (not sure who I was looking for as I was the ONLY person home), and started eating the pieces that continued to break off. I felt like I was a bad ass doing something that I know I probably shouldn’t, but I just couldn’t help myself.
I don’t know what happened. I think I blacked out. The next thing I know, my husband walks through the door to find me hunched over the bread stuffing my face. He startled me by closing the door and it’s like I was a sewer rat being caught going through the garbage. I looked up wide-eyed mid chew. He approached me slowly, like I was a wild animal about to attack (because really, wasn’t I? WASN’T I?) to see what I was doing. He got closer and I shoved the bread in him face and begged him to take it away from me. I’m shocked he still loves me.
This is what happens. Every.single.time. I am near this bread. I lose my control. It’s like I forget how to be a normal functioning human being.
BUT IT’S SO GOOD.
One of the (many) weird things about me and what I bake, is that I don’t often make the things I am crazy about. Linzer Cookies? Love them to death, but have yet to make them. Why? Because I love them enough already that I don’t need another way for them to become accessible to me. And I’m proud enough to admit that I don’t want to make them and then have them not come out good.
VD sent me this recipe a while ago, and held off for SO LONG without making it. I knew it would be bad news bears if I made it. But I just couldn’t hold off any longer. The original recipe makes 2 loaves, so I just adjusted it and split the recipe in half to make one smaller loaf. I did NOT need 2 loaves of this bread in my apartment.
I was so nervous making this because Jimmie’s recipe is just perfection, and I didn’t want to mess it up. I was nervous through every step. Once it was done baking and I let it cool for a little (not a long time because, hi, I have no patience) I went in for the kill.
Oh good Lord above. Jimmie, we’ve never met, but I love you. How cold and dark my life would be without this bread.
I’ve only ever had this bread at room temperature, because I never made it until now, but ohmygosh. It’s SO good warm. This bread just exudes warmth and comfort. The flavors, the smells, the texture. It’s all just perfection. You look at the ingredient list and there is nothing out of the ordinary. Just everyday ingredients that, when they come together, create something that I just can’t get enough of. Yes, I know we’re past the height of apple season, and we’re all into the holidays, but let me tell ya. This bread is amazing all year round.
After I made this, I kept taking tiny slice and after slice and before I realized it, literally more than half was already gone. Zero self-control. But I made it again, because this is a recipe that deserves to be shared and one that everyone needs in your lives. YOU’RE WELCOME.
Alternate Title: “Let Me Write a Blog Post of Over 900 Words to Describe How Much I Love This Apple Bread” 😐 (I apologize for nothing)
Jimmie’s Apple Bread
(Recipe by: The one and only Jimmie Greenwood)
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar
- 3/4 cup vegetable oil
- 1 large egg
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 1/2 cups of flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 2 cups thinly sliced apples (I used 2 golden delicious apples)
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees and grease a 8×4 loaf pan (line the pan with parchment paper if you want to REALLY make sure the bread comes out smoothly).
- Cream together the sugar and oil, then add the egg and vanilla.
- In a separate bowl, combine the flour, baking soda, salt, and cinnamon.
- Slowly add the flour mixture to the wet ingredients. Gently fold in the apples.
- Spread the batter into the loaf pan and bake for 45-50 minutes.
- Reduce the oven temperature to 325 degrees and bake for an additional 10 minutes.
- Let cool and then INHALE.