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Lemon Thyme Bread For A Midsummer’s Night’s Dream

The faerie world is especially active.  To bring some magic into your own life, here is a very easy and delicious recipe for LEMON THYME BREAD. Have some with a floral tea to celebrate “the bank where the wild thyme blows”, as Shakespeare wrote in “A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

Compliments of Dikki-Jo Ingredients 2 cups all-purpose flour 1-1/2 teaspoons baking powder 1/8 teaspoon ground nutmeg…

3/4 cup skim milk 1 tablespoon chopped fresh lemon balm 1 tablespoon chopped fresh lemon thyme 1/2 cup butter, softened 1 cup sugar 2 eggs 1 tablespoon fresh lemon zest

Instructions (yields 1 loaf) Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Mix together flour, baking powder, and nutmeg. In a saucepan, combine milk, lemon balm, and lemon thyme. Bring to a boil, then remove from heat. Let stand, covered, until cool. In a separate bowl, beat butter until creamy. Add sugar gradually, beating constantly until light and fluffy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each. Add flour mixture alternately with milk mixture, beginning and ending with the flour. Stir in lemon zest. Pour into a greased and floured 5×9-inch loaf pan. Bake 50 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean. Cool in the pan 10 minutes. If glaze is desired, pour half of the glaze over the top of the cake before removing to a wire rack to cool completely. Finish with the rest of the glaze.

Lemon Glaze

Ingredients 1/2 cup confectioners’ sugar 2 tablespoons lemon juice

Instructions Stir together sugar and lemon juice until mixture is smooth.

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    And lavish tiny blossoms hand
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