Dear Fleur.I have been sitting here writing my essay forever now. And it's past midnight. Awesome. Because I have to get up early tomorrow and babysit and iron my hair and make bread.
I found a new cookbook and died.
It's Jim Lahey's My Bread. And I already read it cover to cover twice.
It made me want to go to Rome and never come back.
I really like bread. I don't know if I ever said that before. Probably. But I'm going to keep saying it. Bread is possibly my favourite thing. Next to flowers. But it's whatever. Actually, it's delicious.
But anyway. I'm going to use the Lahey method and bake in a dutch oven with no kneading and let it rise for 18 hours. O man. It makes me feel special just thinking about it. That is probably so weird too and I don't even care.
I'm reading Ruth and Isaiah. Drinking coffee right now too. And Julia Child rules my brain. I think I should probably inform everyone that Jim Lahey also gave his first girlfriend a loaf of bread just because. And that just makes me think of Boaz from the book of Ruth in such a weird way. I can barely wrap my mind around it.
I should really finish this essay. Maybe tomorrow. I need a breather. And more coffee.
Bell.
Reading this has been the most part of my day. Thanks for that.
ReplyDeleteMicah
Oh sorry... I meant to say "the most relaxing part of my day." That was really the worst word to forget, wasn't it?
ReplyDeleteBut yeah. I think your blog is great and that no-knead bread recipe has really piqued my interest. Whenever I make bread it always turns out too dense for my liking. Now I just need to find an inexpensive cast iron pot.
Anyway. I hope your bread worked out for you.
Micah
Non. I got your point. :]
ReplyDeleteThank you. And the bread turned out amazing. It reminded me of baguettes. With an almost burned exterior. But the inside was divine. Tasted like old Rome.
I'm sure you can pick up a pot somewhere. I'm lucky enough to have two.