Milk....jam? Yeah, I know, I thought the same thing when I first heard of it. It's not jam. It originates from France, where they call it "confiture de lait", which literally translates to milk jam. But, once again, it's not jam.
This bread really brought me back to one of my favourite places in the world, Tuscany. I've been there twice now and I'm in love. If you've followed me for a while, you may have read the post on Italy that I did after my trip there last summer. Smelling this bread as it came out of the oven conjured up images from that trip and the culture that I really envy.
You thought we were done with bread, didn't you? Wrong-o, my friend. It was simply a little break to give you some time breathe, finish up the bread in your freezer, make your starter, and feel a hankering for some more homemade bread.