Even though I grew up with homemade bread, I never really mastered the art of making it myself. Partly because I never really liked it - which had a lot to do with the fact that it was usually a bit dry from being baked and then frozen - and mostly because I just got sick of it.
My family laughs at me because of my history with home-made bread: for the duration of 3rd & 4th grade, unless I could trade with another kid at school, I would toss my sandwich under a tree every day - and let me tell you; that tree was very healthy from all the PB&J!
I've outgrown my need to toss a home-made PB&J sandwich under a tree, but I've also learned that home-made bread tastes good to my palate under certain circumstances - FRESH OUT OF THE OVEN! Nothing like spreading butter on a nice, hot piece of freshly baked bread. Duncan loves home-made bread and has often requested that I make it. I have done so on a few occasions, but mostly just to make
cinnamon rolls.
A friend of mine makes her own bread and gives us a loaf here and there - spoiling us with it's tasty deliciousness. So, tonight I decided to make some dough from scratch so I could make some tasty
Pizza Rolls. I didn't really let my dough rise enough before rolling out, so they are a bit small, but they were the perfect size for my kids - so, that works. I also didn't have artichoke hearts on hand, so I used pepperoni and cheese - leaving some parts with just cheese for my girls.

Rising

Baked