This is what we called "dog bread" in our family. Grandma and Grandpa lived on a farm in a big house with a huge kitchen and and big dogs and kids running in and out all the time. Grandma made dog bread for us and it was a huge treat. We called it that, because the dogs were always hanging around waiting for a piece to drop, and they would grab it and burn the living daylights out of their mouths. They didn't care. She always saved a bite for each of them and gave it to them when it cooled. I've really missed it. She made a wonderful gravy to go over the top. All she had to do was open the screen door and holler out, "Dog bread and gravy!" We'd knock each other down trying to get to the kitchen. I'm going to make this tomorrow. Thank you!

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