Some Saturdays you reflect over the past year…
It was back on 21 January 2012 that I began to intentionally take pictures of my food, so happy anniversary to me! And it is with some coincidence that this post harkens back to my first post of english muffins and raspberry jam. I still think that first picture is one of my favorites. I didn’t plan this connection, but it sure makes me happy. Years come and years go, but in the end every Saturday is a good day to have bread and jam for breakfast.
I was rushing home from work on Friday evening, stopped by the grocery store, picked up some necessities, but when I got home realized I was out of bread! In my rush I had totally forgotten this essential. Have you ever done that? I do it all the time.
It was a stressful week at work, so baking a loaf of bread was the asnwer. With no time to lose, I began on correcting my forgetfulness. 250g White Flour, 250g Whole Wheat Flour, 5g Yeast, 10g Salt, mix well and then add 1.33 cups warm water and kneed for about ten minutes. Oh and I threw in a couple handfuls of wheat bran for a little extra fiber. Don’t worry I didn’t kneed by hand, I was tired from work of course! I just used my stand mixer. After letting the bread rise twice, I proofed the bread in the pan and baked until finished.
There’s so much more that goes into bread making, that its best to read through the process in a book. The River Cottage Bread Book is perhaps my favorite. Yet despite the intimidating nature of bread, nothing is simpler. When I come home from a day of trauma and chaos, it restores my soul by exercising a little faith and trust. Yes faith and trust. You have to have trust in the process, there’s no immediate gratification in bread making. You have to have faith in your ingredients, the flour, the yeast, that it isn’t until the end that one finds out the product of one’s labors. Bread makes life real again.