Because making and baking your own bread is tiring business, I ate one straight out of the oven. Yikes, the filling burned, hahaha.

cross-section of pandesal showing the corned beef filling

My passion for making bread started when the pandemic hit and everything suddenly ground to a halt. Cooped up in the house, I got doomsday feels especially when our mobility was hampered. Thank goodness for the internet, I watched many videos and zeroed in on how to make pandesal. Pandesal is a local bread that is soft and covered with bread crumbs. It is many Filipinos' comfort food.

bread dough after it has risen

So I had it in my head that pandesal will be my first-ever bread project. My first attempt wasn’t my best; heck, it wasn’t the best of my worst even. But I did not let that failure stop me. I have always been obsessive, especially when my interest is piqued and I like what I’m doing.

baked pandesal fresh from the oven

After a yearlong hiatus (Chronic tendonitis sidelined me, that’s another story), I started baking again. Following a spate of savory and sweet bread, I asked the husband what he wanted and he asked for pandesal. I made a batch and, right before the last proofing, divided the portions- half with corned beef filling and the rest just plain pandesal. Most of the time, I like my bread to have filling because it simplifies eating, just heat it up and voila, instant breakfast or snack. How lazy can one get, right?

baked plain pandesal on the left, filled with corned beef are on the right

BTW, I knead my dough by hand 100% of the time. My husband offered several times to buy me a quality mixer (Hello, Kitchen Aid) but I decline. Not yet. My hands are my best tools. Besides, I love the smell of butter and dough on them. Nothing even comes close to the feeling of home.

If anyone is interested, here’s the recipe youtu.be/4RiNlBSRi…