go forth and bear fruit III

On a Christmas past, before the D goddess found her calling from bread and Bertinett, explorations in the kitchen had begun.

The plan was to make small, meaningful gifts for friends that would hopefully capture the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future. So the season's hues of cranberry-red and fresh pistachio-green were enlisted to make crisp slices of biscotti. But perhaps small is relative and our biscottis were more biscuits, but they were just as happily devoured by hungry friends and selves.

And then the bread man cometh and in his book, a cranberry and walnut loaf looked most longingly to be sifted, shaped and summoned into bread being. Ah! That light bulb went up bright on the most brilliant idea on how to use up those niggling cranberries from a season past (well, it was just under a month really).

Amidst the digging up of ingredients, the D goddess forgot the whisper of the walnut and popped the pistachios into the dough instead.

The result is this bread version of our earlier biscotti.