After a four year hiatus, I was finally trusted with enough power (invested in me by the almighty kitchen deacon) to make... BREAD!!!
The last time I made bread was around 4 years ago when I still lived in Brasilia.
But having a reputation to speak of once upon a time (in my bread-making abilities mind you) I didn't want to make any old door-stopper. No. This bread that I was going to make, had to be high quality building material. Any old brick would not do. I needed something... Solid.
So there I was, elbows deep in flour (whole-wheat flour mind you) and hoping that that sticky 'thing' would in some way resemble bread.
After kneading, punching, kicking, and a general beating, the dough was finally laid to rest inside the oven.
And out came little brown round bowling balls! Wait... What happened to the giant loaf of white dough that I put in? *mental fast-foward four years to the present*
"Oh that's right," *said with a crest-fallen voice* "I did make whole-wheat buns."
While I wasn't entirely happy with the way the bread turned out, I was relieved that at least we didn't have to build a new house with the bread.
Okay okay fine!! We did have to soak them in milk and take a couple of people to the dentist but wasn't isn't bad for four years of inactivity right??
The last time I made bread was around 4 years ago when I still lived in Brasilia.
But having a reputation to speak of once upon a time (in my bread-making abilities mind you) I didn't want to make any old door-stopper. No. This bread that I was going to make, had to be high quality building material. Any old brick would not do. I needed something... Solid.
So there I was, elbows deep in flour (whole-wheat flour mind you) and hoping that that sticky 'thing' would in some way resemble bread.
After kneading, punching, kicking, and a general beating, the dough was finally laid to rest inside the oven.
And out came little brown round bowling balls! Wait... What happened to the giant loaf of white dough that I put in? *mental fast-foward four years to the present*
"Oh that's right," *said with a crest-fallen voice* "I did make whole-wheat buns."
While I wasn't entirely happy with the way the bread turned out, I was relieved that at least we didn't have to build a new house with the bread.
Okay okay fine!! We did have to soak them in milk and take a couple of people to the dentist but wasn't isn't bad for four years of inactivity right??
Labels: Brasilia, Bread, Cooking, Flour, Whole-wheat
oh, your post made me laugh...yes, it did
and i'm not laughing at you...really..just this part 'I was relieved that at least we didn't have to build a new house with the bread.'
mainly....hehehe
good stuff you should post more often
Well at least someone thinks it's funny!
Ever since Fiona left I don't get comments on my 'blog humor' anymore.
Heh, this is the first time I'm seeing your blog. I know I should have look earlier, but never had the time.
I liked the comment about 'any old door-stopper'. Everyone else in the room had to rush over and see what was so funny. Oh well *shakes head*, keep it up, JM. XOXOX