I inherited this bread recipe from my mum some time ago. Actually I remember growing up munching on these little sweet buns after school, one after another because one is never enough. They are so very addictive!
So one day I rang mum (who lives in Malaysia), and asked her for the recipe over the phone. I've since made it quite a few times, and it has become one of the boys' favourite snacks.
Pigs in Blanket
500g High Protein Flour/Bread Flour
50g margerine or soft butter
80g castor sugar
1 tsp salt
11g instant dry yeast
1 egg and enough water to make 280ml
20 mini frankfurts or American style hotdogs cut into 15cm lengths
These are incredibly easy to make. I put all the dry ingredients in an electric mixer, and with a dough hook on low speed, drizzle in the liquid and margerine. Beat for about 10-15 minutes until you get a pliable soft dough.
Leave covered in a lightly oiled bowl for about an hour until the dough has doubled in size.
Then on a lightly floured surface, hand knead lightly and divide dough into 20 equal size. They will be about 45-50g each. You can make them smaller or larger, depending on what you prefer. Smaller is good, because you can pop a few in your mouth once they're baked.
Roll each ball into a fat long strip, and wrap them around the sausage. Tuck both ends in. Leave them on a tray lined with baking paper, evenly spaced out, once again for about an hour until they double up in size.
Bake in a preheated oven at 170 degrees Celsius for 13 minutes until golden. Take them out of the oven and while they are still hot, brush with a little extra margerine of soft butter.
The bread is always moist and soft, without needing to use bread improver or softener. Although I remember mom's to be softer and fluffier, I wonder if it could be the type of flour? I substituted bread flour with just whole wheat flour. Or maybe it's just mom's special touch!
I made these yesterday for some friends who popped over for afternoon tea, and while the buns were sitting on the tray to proof, my darling Lachlan reached out in a split second, saying "Mom, I want to eat one of these"! Of course they haven't been baked, and the dough is still sticky and eeky. I reciprocated with a shriek that I think scared the daylights out of him! Sticky dough on his fingers, he cowered under a chair as if being caught red-handed stealing a cookie from the cookie jar! That sent me rolling in a ball of laughter! Anyways, that didn't stop him from scoffing down a couple of piggies in the end, once they're baked.
I can see them in a few years time, coming home from school and polishing off the entire tray.