Baked Maple Bars at home? Yes, please!
When I was a teenager my stepmom used to wake me up on Sunday mornings, hand me my car keys and send me out for coffee and doughnuts. That was a dangerous thing all around. I don’t wake up easily or pleasantly and it takes a while (and a *LOT* of coffee) for my brain to kick in. Of course, that might be why it was so effective, without my brain function I wasn’t capable of arguing about being sent out. Thinking back on it now, I’m impressed that I never got into an accident or ran someone over. As much as I hated being the one dragged out of bed to go pick them up, I have a great fondness for Sunday morning doughnuts and coffee. Joe and I don’t do it very often, mostly because neither of us is brave enough to try and send the other one out before we have woken up.
I didn’t stop to think about the time this was going to take to put together or I might have given up before I started. Thankfully I had everything I needed, although since I don’t use Crisco often I had to dig around in the pantry to find it. I heated the milk, Crisco and some of the sugar in a sauce pan until it melted down.
When it was all melted, I had to let is sit and cool so it wouldn’t kill the yeast. When it (finally!) got close to temperature I mixed the yeast, water and remaining sugar in the kitchen aid bowl and let them sit for a few minutes until they foamed up.
I threw in the eggs and the milk mixture then added the flour and cinnamon mixture.
I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned that I am an overflourer (I know that must be a word, like an overachiever but opposite) so I am prone to adding more than I need and my dough tends to be denser because of it. I’m working on it but well, you know how it goes…especially in the morning.
Another thing I didn’t consider was that the dough would have to rise for an hour once it was done. I threw a dishtowel over the top of the kitchen aid bowl (Yep, I am *that* lazy) and walked away for an hour.
After it had risen, I threw it on the board, rolled it out then cut it into bars.
Yes, even with a pizza cutter I am incapable of cutting straight lines…hahahaha, whatever. I reshaped the bars a little before I put them on the pan to rise (again) so they didn’t look quite so bad. I threw the dishtowel over the top and wandered off for another half hour.
I didn’t start the glaze until they were out of the oven and cooling. It only took a few minutes and by the time I was done, the doughnuts had cooled long enough that it would stick.
I put the milk, butter and brown sugar in a saucepan on the stove.
Once it melted down I threw everything else in. I got a little distracted while I was measuring the maple extract so I might have only used half of what I was supposed to. It was a little less mapley than I was hoping for.
This stuff starts to set up pretty fast so I had to pop it in the microwave to smooth it out again so I could coat all of the bars.
I wish I could tell you that I was patient enough to wait to try them until after I got a picture but…I’m not. Turns out I grabbed the prettiest one to test and then decided to to take the pictures of it anyway.
I am not a morning person so this was a bit much for me to take on, I would have been better off throwing on my clothes and heading to the doughnut shop. They weren’t difficult but they took so long to make! I think next time, I will get the dough ready the night before and let it rise in the fridge overnight. That way all I have to do in the morning is let it get to room temp, roll it out and cut it into bars. I can definitely handle that much in the morning.
Do you have a special Sunday morning routine that you love? Leave me a comment and tell me all about it, I would love to know!
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