Baking Bread.
Today have been baking. Well, the baking’s happening now. Before there was the mixing, the proving, the waiting for loaves to rise. Now the baking smell is beginning to permeate the house. Mmm!
The leaven arrived all dried up and I had to rehydrate it. I read the rehydrating and refreshing instructions like they were holy words. I was so convinced after everything I’d mess it up. But I didn’t!
I fed it and mixed it and named it Lemmy and left it in E’s room, which is way warmer than the rest of the house. It’s been a learning process and I really have this sense of accomplishment. I can only hope the bread tastes as good as it smells!
By Arwen, March 21, 2009 @ 8:29 pm
So exciting! I love the smell of baking bread.
Although I suppose we all do. Like finding kittens cute, it’s mainly interesting when you don’t…
By Liz, March 22, 2009 @ 10:14 am
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm! I may only eat bread from here on in.
By Beth, March 22, 2009 @ 7:57 pm
So, does it taste like sour-dough bread or regular yeast bread?
By Liz, March 22, 2009 @ 8:05 pm
It’s very slightly sour. E turned to me last night and said, “So, we’re never buying bread again, right?” with hopeful puppy-dog eyes.
Truth? We might not buy bread again for a long time.
By Deb, March 22, 2009 @ 10:27 pm
I love that you named it Lemmy. Fantastic.
By rachel, March 23, 2009 @ 9:46 am
Making the barley rolls today. I’ll tell you how they turn out. I’m kind of having to wing it, which I don’t feel confident doing, with baking, but we’ll see. They can’t turn out any more rock-like than they do when I follow the recipe (er… did I just tempt fate? I did, didn’t I.)
I’ve named mine GNARLGWAR THE DESTRUCTOR! Fiend of the Refrigeratorium! Devourer of Flour! GGGRRRAAAHHGGGGHHH!
Not what one usually expects out of Lancashire, I admit.