Moon rocks, shamrocks and Irish Soda BreadThis simple recipe was so appealing to me this weekend. It seemed to represent the idea of earthiness, simplicity and a utilitarian “making do.” I had visions of shamrocks dancing in my head as I started. Leave it to me to have more difficulty with this recipe than with the detailed chocolate tart recipe. Long story short, I believe that I did not whisk the ingredients well enough for the dough to “come together” OR I used a tad too much buttermilk. Whichever the culprit may have been, my dough was close the consistency of sticky painters putty or plaster. I had to call in a set of extra hands (as mine were coated in this plaster dough) to keep adding flour to the kneading surface so it was even semi-manageable. I had a sinking feeling just putting it into the oven that this bread was doomed. It did look hard and crusty when it came out, though not is a good way. More in a large moon rock sculpture way. To my surprise, it proved edible. The bread had a nice texture, a little dense, but soft and moist. We ate it warm from the oven with a nice roast chicken dinner. By the next afternoon, the entire loaf was as hard and crusty as a moon rock. No shamrock luck here, just simple, short-lived goodness!