On the oven road...
I regret I hadn't photo documented and tasted that yam loaf. It took much longer rising (influenced by long rises on the Tartine theme) ending up on the porch overnight, and because that was too cold in the morning, I did some microwave low voltage zaps to it and then when it got to rising, had to tip it out of the banneton (no problem, rice flour) and fold the dough. It was so full of rice flour (fear it might stick) I ended up holding it under the running tap to wash off the flour. A few folds in the air with wet hands and I was in business. Dusted the banneton with more rice flour, plopped dusty rose tightened dough ball to rise. Covered with inverted bowl.
Excuses, excuses. I was trying to bake and finish up packing with dog washing, and the hundreds of things to take care of. At one point I turned on the oven, tossed the loaf in with a pan of boiling water. With 15 min left to the 50 minute bake (200°C) I threw myself into the shower. I heard the timer and hurried dripping wet to pull the loaf out of the oven... not bad! Nice spring and not so purple, with a deep brown crust and lovely overall form. I parked it on the rack and it was still warm when I headed out the door to the airport with bags and dog. (She was the first in the car.) Called my SIL from airport security to collect the rest of the flour, the loaf and report back what she thought of it. She's been bitten by the bread bug only recently. Golly, the crumb colour, I so wanted to see the inside and taste that loaf. Wish I had a hunk of it now, here in Bangkok with a midnight hunger that could rip open the crustiest of loaves without a knife. A little butter would also be nice. :)
We did get a some food and rehydrated ourselves mid afternoon, we in transit, Dolly and I, settled down for a long AC nap. We were so tired. Now we're awake and I have only one question... when are hotels going to put some decent baked goods in the mini bar?