I will confess to hating the whole process. I hate reading the same lists of ingredients. I hate it. Half the time they are ingredients I cannot pronounce let alone know what they are. What is all that stuff, anyway? Why do we need it? My biggest question is always but what do I NOT know about. See there is some deception in the food labeling. Not everything is really there. They say it is, but it is not. If something is in something else, it is not revealed. You just have to know that. Well, I do not know all that stuff. I do not care to know all that stuff. I have a little brain with lots of stuff going in and out of it every day. Just tell me what is in my food and lets be done with it. Do not try to deceive me. I do not have time for deception.
It is in that deception that I am finding the problems. I am not cool with that. Why should I have to fear simple products like bread, milk, and cheese? I should not. I should be able to walk in and pick up those items and not worry. I do live in the land of plenty after all. I should not have to worry. The problem is that there are words all over the labeling that can cause me problems and I cannot even begin to list them off for you because they are swimming around in my head. I just stand there looking at the labels more confused than ever. What is going to make me hurt? I do not know any more.
I do know that it can be found in bread products and more than just your fancy breads. We are talking about your standard sandwich breads, hamburger buns, and even hot dog buns. It makes you not want to eat. The problem is, I like food. I like to eat. I do not like that hungry feeling and I do not like that hungry pain.
I had this craving for something high in protein, low in fat, and just fun to eat. I actually wanted a Buffalo Burger but I did not want to go out to eat at Fuddruckers. Nothing against the food chain, but they are a little pricy. I like their food. I just do not like their prices except for the occasional treat. I do, however, like how I feel after eating a Buffalo Burger. It is actually something that my poor, abused digestive system can handle easily enough. It does not make me hurt.
The best part about this craving? I had some ground Buffalo in my freezer. The worst part? I did not have any hamburger buns. This was not a problem, per say. I have three grocery stores within a 1.5 mile radius of here. I could go buy hamburger buns. This was not a problem. The problem was that a quick trip to the store to get hamburger buns was not going to be a quick trip. It was going to leave me standing there on the bread aisle reading every single label on the packages trying to pick the least offensive to my system. Which one do I pick? Which will hurt less? I will probably come close to tears in the process. I was simply trying to avoid this.
Instead, I did a quick Google search for “homemade hamburger buns.” Surely I was not the first person to make this happen, right? Sure enough, Google did not disappoint me. I found a few recipes, so do not think that the one I selected was the only one. I found one for “40-minute hamburger buns.” I was short on time and this was quick and appeared to be fairly easy. The reviews were decent. I just wanted easy and fast.
The key to nice looking hamburger buns was getting the dough evenly divided and then of course to get them in an oven that cooks evenly. These were in the middle of the oven. The ones at the back of the oven browned more than those in the front. They were still very nicely formed and rose nicely in the oven forming a nice bun shape.
All in all the experience making hamburger buns was one that I would certainly do it again. I at least do not have to worry about what is in my hamburger buns. I know what is in them, I put it there. They were quick and easy. It did in fact take roughly 40 minutes to make these. They cooked nicely and had a nice flavor. They were easy enough that I would in fact do it again.
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