Showing posts with label baking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baking. Show all posts

Thursday, 2 July 2015

Sourdough Bread - FAIL #2

Perfect Prove?
So, the second try of Sourdough Bread was an unmitigated disaster, go figure.

I loaded the dough onto a baking sheet for the final hour's prove, in the words of Miranda - what I like to call, the perfect prove >>>

Hastily, knife sliced 'bread'


HA!  In the 'recipe' they have a perfect looking loaf.  My perfectly proved dough however, spread out!  Filling the sheet like that self levelling concrete you can buy.  I was too embarrassed to take a photo of that, (Lauren saw it, in all its depressed glory)  so, I hastily gathered it into a bread shape gave it some knife stripes - as per the recipe and chucked it in the oven for 25 minutes.



Hey Presto!

I have achieved the probable!  Another giant bread biscuit, that could withstand Napalm.

Giant inedible biscuit

And so, after I cut a slice, with the resident hand saw, tried it, got lockjaw and promptly proclaimed it...inedible.  I can safely say that your family and children are safe! Phew!   Although I can't say the same for the local recycling centre (tip, as we know it)  Good luck with that fellas...

I am however NOT DEFEATED!

I will rise from the burnt on crusty bits, I will elevate my bread making into something never seen before...

In other words, Sour dough can go suck my proverbial.  Onto real bread...

YOU MAY TAKE MY KNEADING

YOU MAY TAKE MY BAKING

BUT YOU WILL NEVER TAKE MY...

Bread that's edible.

Bit of an anticlimax,


Still, if ever the military run out of ideas, I have the perfect bomb shelter recipe.

Catch you later with my 'normal bread' recipe, with any luck!

Love Melissa x


Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Sourdough Bread try #2 - July 1st 2015




Now I have tried and failed to make homemade bread countless times.  I am beginning to think that bread making and I do not mix, pardon the pun.

Maybe I am setting my standards too high, I have this image in my head of producing the most gorgeous, rustic tasty loaf day after day, whilst at the same time being able to do some flower arranging, paint a masterpiece and provide a delicious evening meal for when my darling husband and delightful, clean children come home, because in that alternate universe I am a Stepford Wife.

Well that's the dream, the reality of the matter is I suck so bad at making bread that my beautiful rustic loaf either comes out like a giant biscuit or like a gone wrong mushroom cloud.  Sometimes the loaf is so hard you could literally build a bomb shelter out of it, no joke.  All this whilst trying to keep on top of the mountain of laundry, clean up yogurt from the floor, worktop and walls, scrape toothpaste off the side of bathroom sink, pick up grotty underwear, knock something together to stop the sprogs gnawing the furniture when they come home black as the road...the list goes on.
The 'starter'


I am throwing caution to the wind!!  Those pants are just going to have to stay there!  Welded on weetabix?  Not today brother!  I am going to have another bash at sourdough bread,  I have had the starter 'yeasting' away for 24 hours, and it kinda smells like a brewery.

The recipe - yes the RECIPE folks - I am using was in this April's edition of the BBC Good Food magazine http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/cheats-sourdough I was so excited I started straight away, and ended up with a baked giant splat, even the kids looked at me stupid when I told them it was bread.  And I hasten to add, it looked nothing like the picture.  As I said recipes aren't my strongest suit.  Still onwards and upwards!

All ready to prove
Other supermarket bags are available
So I did everything according to the recipe, made starter - Check, weighed out flour, measured water - Check, mixed everything together - Check.

Now what this recipe doesn't tell you is how you are supposed to knead for 5-7 minutes the big ball of floury goop which sticks to every surface like bloody glue.  Honestly if you put wall paper up with this stuff it ain't never coming off...ever.  I did my very best to knead the dough but ended up spreading it over the work top with doughy hands that looked looked like the elephant man had an accident in the bread factory.  In the end, in true Melissa style, I chucked it in the bowl and covered it, I have, as good timing would have it, run out of cling film hence the carrier bag.

I'll check back with the results, ooo I am on tenterhooks!

Love Melissa x