Whenever I decide to go on a diet, something comes along and makes it impossible to carry on. Last week, it was my first brioche experiment to blame. I don’t usually crave bread, so I thought I was safe. Well, so much for that diet. As soon as I smelled the yeast in the kitchen, I knew I was in trouble. How could I ever think that all that butter wasn’t going to win me over?
Oh boy.. The instant I removed the baking pan out of the oven, its smell took my breath away. I felt weak. Then I shrugged and dove right in. The temptation was just too strong. As if it wasn’t enough, I accidentally smeared homemade apricot jam on top and gulped it down. Then, a piece of brioche fell into a huge jar of Nutella and silly me ate that one, too.
