I was in Trader Joe’s the other day and picked up a box of their Rosemary Garlic Monkey bread to give it a try. I know. Tasting bread, it’s very hard.
You can find this in the freezer case and it comes packaged with its own little oven-safe bundt pan. Take the bread out of the package and let it rise for a hour in a warm location free from drafts, then bake for 25 minutes. This is what it looked like right out of the oven.
We turned it out onto a plate. So far, so good. Very pretty presentation and perfect for our spaghetti dinner.
Something to consider…one little section of the monkey bread is 180 calories. Of course, I read that information on the box after I had eaten about five pieces. Yikes.
Here’s the reason I ate five pieces and it wasn’t necessarily because I liked it. I did kind of. But, it was very overwhelming with the rosemary. Like in a big way. Rosemary should play a supporting roll in her monkey bread, not front on center.
Mr. Bee thought it tasted too salty. It was buttery and maybe if you had a dipping sauce to temper Rosemary, it might have made a difference. I’d be willing to try it again to see if perhaps I just got a batch where they were a little too zealous with the rosemary at the factory.
Let’s end on a positive note. Trader Joe’s has a complete 100% satisfaction policy. Bring anything back or even tell them you tried it and it wasn’t pleasant and they will make it right. I casually mentioned to a crew member one time that I wasn’t that impressed with one of their products. She told me to wait right there and brought me something else to try, no questions asked. I wasn’t even sharing this with her because I expected something in return. It’s just how they roll. Funny. See how I did that? I brought it back around to bread.
I’ll be back this weekend with some fun ideas for Holiday Sips. Have a fab Friday friends!
*Note: I am not compensated in any way for my reviews. They are strictly this housewife’s opinion.
Hospitality is in my DNA. I founded Home with a Twist, a daughter’s twist on her mother’s traditions, in memory of my mother to celebrate her life and the gifts she shared with me. Mother loved to celebrate life’s occasions – big and small.
