Bread making has long been a tradition in our family. My grandmother and great aunt made the most scrumptious bread when we would visit. They always had one in the parlour ready for our hungry tummies. I may have been a wee one but I had a superb appetite for polishing off half a loaf of soda bread. We always had my mum’s amazing homemade loaf to come home to every day after school. Always different and served with a steaming hot bowl of homemade soup. Best mum in town 
