Name: Soda Bread - Raisins
Ingredients: 4 1/4 To 4-1/2 cups all-purpose; Flour; 4 ts Baking powder; 1/2 ts Baking soda; 1 ts Salt; 3 tb Granulated sugar; 1 ts Caraway seeds; 1 c Dark seedless raisins; 2 c Buttermilk; Butter; Sugar

CATEGORY	CUISINE	TAG	YIELD
Grains, Dairy		Breads	1	Servings

INGREDIENTS

4 1/4		To 4-1/2 cups all-purpose
		Flour
4	ts	Baking powder
1/2	ts	Baking soda
1	ts	Salt
3	tb	Granulated sugar
1	ts	Caraway seeds
1	c	Dark seedless raisins
2	c	Buttermilk
		Butter
		Sugar

INSTRUCTIONS

Heat oven to 350F. Grease a large cast-iron skillet or baking sheet.
In a large bowl, mix 4 cups flour with the baking powder, baking
soda, salt, sugar & caraway seeds. Add raisins, making sure they are
separated. Add buttermilk to a bowl & stir with a wooden spoon until
mixture forms a dough. Sprinkle about 1/4 cup of remaining flour on a
board. Turn out dough & knead lightly for about 5 minutes, working in
the flour from the board & forming doughinto a smooth, round loaf
about 8" in diameter. Press loaf evenly into pan & cut a cross 1/2"
deep in the top. Bake 1 hour & 15 minutes, or until loaf sounds
hollow when tapped on the bottom. Put loaf on wire rack, rub top with
butter, & sprinkle with sugar.
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