My mom would make trays of these melt-in-your-mouth little bites of heaven every year at Christmas. Figured it was about time to take on the challenge.
Second day in a row! On a roll. This time I was not as diligent as I should be and ended up with a big crack before baking. The crust, crumb and taste was delicious.
Finally had some time to refresh my starter and bake this little cutie.
For the very first time, I have made what I consider a perfect sourdough, in texture/crumb and taste. Visually, a bit unruly, but I was thrilled. Have made a batch since, and it was not as good. I think I know what I did wrong, and will test it again and post my findings.
A few snapshots from this weekend. Didn’t have much time to shoot, but would love to go down there soon to just take some more pics.
Otherwise known as Challah. My 9 year-old daughter asked that we bake it last night, and the store-bought dough was not what she envisioned. At all. So…homemade it was, and Julia came to the rescue with a delicious recipe.
Decided to deep clean my fridge the other day, and consolidate the condiments. There were far too many un-expired jars partially filled. What to do? Make bread. 🍞 🙂