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Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Loafing About



This, I'm happy to report, is my final post regarding leavened bread. I couldn't rest until I had made a loaf of bread that could be sliced and enjoyed with some peanut butter and jelly, or as luck may have it, some homemade strawberry preserves made with French rosé. It sounds snootier than it is. I was just trying not to use sugar in the preserves, and wine seemed like a good alternative. Here are some baguettes I made a few days ago as well. Only the photo exists now - the baguettes are history, thanks to a pot of cheese fondue and the company of friends.
With all of this loafing about, you must think I'm as big as a house (I am, and you do), but I am back on a strict walking regime. Of course, one has to walk the equivalent of the Great Wall to work off this much starch. And I probably should not bring a baguette with me when I'm out strolling.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Lotsa Matzoh


Today I made matzoh (if I keep this up, I'm going to have to change my name to something with a little more Catskills flair). It was a perfect storm of events - I've recently become obsessed with breadmaking, and it's Passover (which, as an adult, I typically don't celebrate), and we are attending a Seder tomorrow night. What better hostess gift than homemade matzoh? Okay, almost anything would be a better hostess gift, but it's the thought that counts, and I'll wrap it really nicely and present it like it is the latest rage. Everyone's making their own matzoh this year. Martha Stewart even did a piece on it. In fact, there's a store opening up at the Biltmore called Matzoh Luck. See? I could be convincing about this...

And in an abrupt about-face to any hebraic tradition, I also made baguettes again. It will be the sequel to my autobiography. I will call it Pain and Matzoh.