Ukrainian Easter bread or paska(which means Easter) is a slightly sweet egg bread that can be decorated with religious symbols. It's taken to church on Easter morning in a special basket with other foods to be blessed. Slovaks also serve paska at Easter but this is not to be confused with the molded Easter cheese dessert of the same name. Ukrainians also feature babka for Easter but instead of the fluted shape favored by the Poles, theirs looks more like a Russian kulich.
INGREDIENTS:
2 Tablespoons active dry yeast (2 envelopes)
1 teaspoon sugar
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger (optional)
1/4 cup lukewarm water
1 cup scalded milk
1 cup butter OR 1/2 cup butter
and 1/2 cup oil
1 teaspoon salt
3 eggs, large 6 egg yolks,
large 6 cups all purpose flour
1 cup golden raisins
1/2 cup sugar (add more if you like your Babka sweeter up to 1 cup sugar)
1/3 cup dark rum
How to make:
- Combine yeast and sugar in water. Let stand for 10 minutes.
- Add yeast to the remaining ingredients, adding flour and raisins last to make very soft dough.
- Let rise. When doubled in bulk, punch down and let rise again.
- Put in greased pans (let rise). Bake at 325° F for 3/4 - 1 hour, depends on size of pans.
Note from the Ukrainian Bread Calendar: this bread may be iced, and served with unsalted butter and honey.
Dear friends!
We hope, you will enjoy this delicious and healthy meal! This is an old recipe used by many generations of Ukrainian’s in our families. It is simple but really very delicious! It’s a fantastic easter food that will help you to feel the holiday atmosphere.
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