The French term for a savory, baking powder bread is ‘cake’.
They even give it a proper English pronunciation.
But, being American, calling this a cake just doesn’t seem right. And it’s not really a sweet / tea bread either.
I settled on Savory Bread…. but it’s not really bread either.
Whatever you call it, it was good sliced as is or with a dab of goat cheese and a glass of red wine.
A dollop of caviar on top would have been nice….
Smoked Salmon Savory Bread
Total time: 60 minutes
- 3 eggs
- 4 tbs olive oil, divided
- 1/2 cup milk
- 1 1/4 cups flour
- 1 tbs baking powder
- 1/3 cup fresh dill weed, chopped
- 1 small leek, cleaned, cut in half lengthwise, thinly sliced
- 3oz (90gr) cheddar cheese, shredded, about 3/4 cup
- 3oz (90gr) smoked salmon, chopped, about 1/2 cup
- 1/2 tsp paprika
- Preheat the oven to 350°F (175°C).
- Butter 1 large loaf pan (9×5), then line the bottom with wax or parchment paper, butter the paper and dust with flour.
- Sauté leek in 1 tbs olive oil until tender, Set aside to cool.
- Combine flour, paprika, and baking powder. Set aside
- In a large bowl whisk eggs, milk and 3 tbs olive oil until light and frothy
- Add the flour mix and and stir to combine.
- Add the salmon, leeks, cheese, and dill and stir to combine.
- Spoon into loaf pan and bake 40 – 45 minutes until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.
- Remove from oven and let rest for at least 10 minutes.
- Remove from pan and cool completely before slicing.
Do you remember ‘The Clapper’?
There was an incredibly annoying commercial that aired while we still lived in the US:
“Clap on; clap off; the clapper”
It was a light that went on and off by clapping.
One Christmas my aunt gave me the Bear you see on the right:
When one clapped (or sneezed or dropped a fork or made any noise at all) it played Christmas carols.
It would play one song in a very tinny, shriek-y, loud, awful way. Think of a child’s xylophone on steroids.
We left the batteries in on that Christmas day until everyone left. We took the batteries out and have never put them back.
After 25 years, the urge hit and I put batteries in.
The bear is in the hall, behind my desk, so noises from the kitchen didn’t set it off. It was rather fun having it spontaneously play a carol if I dropped my pen.
Two days, and two nights, passed with just the occasional song.
Then it happened….
Thursday morning, about 1am, Bonnie barked right by the bear.
It started playing…. which startled Bonnie so she barked again.
It played more.
Bonnie barked more.
To be honest, I was lying in bed laughing.
Mon mari was not pleased but I informed him that if he wanted to turn it off he was free to get up, go downstairs and tend to it.
Instead he shouted at Bonnie to be quiet…. which, of course, generated more music.
Finally, all was quiet and we went back to sleep.
Until 5am when Bonnie barked again.
The bear started playing again.
Apparently, the batteries were wearing down because it started playing a mash-up of the Christmas carols and would start and stop on its own.
Well, that was just irritating.
Yes, finally, I got up, went downstairs and removed the batteries.
Both dogs gave me an ‘It’s about time!’ glare.
We all went back to sleep.
It will remain a decorative, non-musical bear.