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A Tale of the Toasted Buns – A Throwback
Posted On 03/26/2020 05:10:37 by yourchoice

My mother's family were of German decent, with several major moves in their history. There are few details of her grandparent's move from Germany to southern Russia, during the reign of Catherine The Great, but we were told of the importance of the toasted buns which were, and still are, a special treat. In preparation for their long journey, they believed that to stay healthy, it was importance to bring a supply of drinking water with them as well as an abundance of homemade buns, toasted so that they wouldn't spoil.

Mother frequently made toasted buns but I was never much for helping in the kitchen during my school years. All I had to say was that I needed to practice my piano lesson, and I would be excused from kitchen duty because Mother loved to hear me play the piano. My interest in cooking began to increase when I started my first job after graduating from nursing school. I rented a small basement suite and I had my own kitchen, and a recipe book from my mother.

Making toasted buns would be a two-day project, first to prepare the dough, roll the dough shaped like 'fingers', to rise in bread pans, and baked in the oven. I can still remember the aroma of fresh baked bread.

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When the bread had cooled, or on the next day, the buns were carefully pulled apart and arranged on baking pans and dried in the oven, until they were a golden brown, at a temperature of no more than 150 degrees of heat. There was a disproportion of butter in the dough which contributed to the rich golden color of the buns, and they would never get moldy.

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German cuisine was foreign to my husband and we developed our own mutually enjoyable menus. However, any opportunity to visit relatives on the farm, or when my favorite aunt came to visit, she was always more than happy to take over my kitchen to make a good supply of toasted buns or fruit kuchen for us to enjoy.

I took these photos on one of those visits.

Tags: Tradition Baking Memories Throwback



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03/27/2020 11:03:04


texasjane wrote:

This is something I have never had because I have never heard of it.  It all sounds simply wonderful.  What wonderful memories.  Do you still play the piano?  Do you also read music?  Know where anyone could order that bread today?  I would love to taste it.  I am not sure what the other 'desert' dish you talked about is but would love to know more about it.  Thank you for sharing.

I'm pleased that you enjoyed my story; here are my "short answers"...

Kuchen is like a pie, but instead of a usual pie crust, it was toppings on a yeast dough. The name is definitely a German term.

Toasted Buns: still have the recipe but have no idea if anyone has made them commercially. If you like to bake and have lots of time, I'll send the recipe.

Piano: My original piano (from my grandfather when I was 4 years old) was in our son's home when we downsized and had no room, but when they downsized, they gave the piano to a immigrant family who had children who loved to learn to play the piano. We now have an electronic piano but I don't play it very often. It's a wonderful instrument but not like the old piano. I took lessons for 10 years, then 2 years of pipe organ but now I just play "by ear" (if you know that term). Thanks for asking!



03/27/2020 04:52:17

This is something I have never had because I have never heard of it.  It all sounds simply wonderful.  What wonderful memories.  Do you still play the piano?  Do you also read music?  Know where anyone could order that bread today?  I would love to taste it.  I am not sure what the other 'desert' dish you talked about is but would love to know more about it.  Thank you for sharing.



03/26/2020 12:45:29


Jane wrote:

You have been so fortunate! I worked in a bakery, Knell's Bakery, when I was 12 -17yrs. old. After I was married, in the early 60s, they sent me a kuchen via the mail, and it tasted so wonderful, after a trip of 4 days, to my home!! They really knew how to make delcious bread, pastries and cakes and pies.

Kuchen was my most favorite dessert at home. There was always a variety to enjoy ... fresh fruit in season (rhubarb or wild saskatoons), and dried fruit (prunes, apritos, apples) in the winter. When all else failed, there could be brown sugar and cottage cheese as a topping.



03/26/2020 12:42:07


nightfall wrote:

The toasted buns look simply delicious! That's wonderful you play the piano! I've always wished I learned how to play the piano. Instead I love playing my guitar.

Thanks for dropping by... your comment about playing the piano cause me to have a "knowing" smile; my whole life I have wished that I would have learned to play an instrument that I could carry with me. I envied those who played a guitar at picnics in the country etc. It's hard to take a piano to those fun events!!! The closest that I got was to play a autoharp in a local church. 



03/26/2020 12:04:17

The toasted buns look simply delicious! That's wonderful you play the piano! I've always wished I learned how to play the piano. Instead I love playing my guitar.



03/26/2020 09:56:17

You have been so fortunate! I worked in a bakery, Knell's Bakery, when I was 12 -17yrs. old. After I was married, in the early 60s, they sent me a kuchen via the mail, and it tasted so wonderful, after a trip of 4 days, to my home!! They really knew how to make delcious bread, pastries and cakes and pies.






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