As a native of Erie, Pennsylvania, I grew up eating “pepperoni balls;” to the rest of the nation, these are called Pepperoni Rolls. I say this because I am going to try to remember to refer to them by their more common name but the Erie girl in me may pop up and stick her head into this post.
Every time I fix them for breakfast, I end up with leftover grits. I have come up with a way to bake those leftovers into a hearty, richly-textured bread with a rustic appearance. It makes a wonderful toast and is a full-bodied bread to get out the door in the morning. I know a few […]