Bread Bag

It seems like lately I’ve been making only bags because this time I would like to share the story of our “new” bread bag.
When we moved to the US for a couple of years we were not really satisfied with the quality of bread which we could buy in an avarage store so we searched for a local bakery in Detroit, called Avalon. The good new is that they are still in business and they make amazing breads! Only back then we were tight on budget and couldn’t afford to buy their bread on a daily basis. So my Husband started to bake bread at home. He found a great recipe which we used for months but unfortunately that delicious bread didn’t stay fresh very long.

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Then we moved to Germany which is the land of bakeries: you would probably find a bakery at every corner and the variety of bread is just amazing! But Germans do prefer whole wheat bread and it is sometimes difficult to find that (unhealthy) white bread what we got used to as kids. So after a couple of years searching for our favorite bread in the ocean of German bakeries we are now back to baking our own bread but this time my Husband requested a bread baking machine. It is awesome and we both love it!

DSC_3506After we found the way to bake that perfect bread with our new gadget, I thought it was time to make a proper bread bag but then I remembered that we already have one somewhere in the closet! And not just any kind of bread bag: it was made and used by my late Grandmother who passed away fifteen years ago. Which also means that this nice white bag was a bit outdated and in need of an upgrade but there was no way I would just replace it!

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I came up with a very simple design for which I choose a lovely Hungarian (hand dyed) blue print fabric (again) and a couple ribbons. A few hours later our old/new bread bag was ready to be used. I also added a new cotton string with the same blue print fabric at the end of it.

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I like very much how this small project turned out and now we can not just use it for our delicious bread but I do have one more thing to remember my Grandmother by.