My basic pain au levain coming off the grill. With the summer heat I have been working on this method for awhile.
On a recommendation being sent to Yeast Spotting
For Rosh Hashanah, my wife stopped at Chompies Bakery http://chompies.com/ to bring home a fine, non sourdough, snail shaped, raisin challah. It was a leaner to the left with the inner circles higher than the outer ones – very tall. Just beautiful, perfectly baked and delicious! I can’t wait to have it for French toast this morning.
Seemed like a good day to try some challah.
Both leavened with wild yeast. Traditional round baked in a cloche.
5 braid baked on an outdoor grill. Both delicious.
So I thought I'd try my Home brew beer in this bread taking all your previous comments into account.
English muffins. I started with Gisslen's formula, but have to avoid milk, so take it out. I am still using a very similar formula, but not with a straight dough process, rather adapted to sponge and dough. I'm slowly increasing the hydration until I get a somewhat flat top during proof. Next time I'll try 75%. Gisslen includes 2.3% milk solids, which have an absorbancy of some value, maybe about 1:1. This is the second time I've used gypsum, the first time it accelerated yeast growth, replacing the calcium removed by the water filter.
When a friend showed up at my front door with a freshly picked pumpkin in her arms I didn't have to think much as to how it would be 'put to use'. Recently I had found a recipe for a spiced pumpkin loaf on a food blogger's site (Annie's Eats) that had caught my attention. While the original recipe didn't include cardamom, I somehow decided to include it in my ingredient list. I am glad I did. I also used WY to leaven the loaves rather than IY…..I just can't resist tweaking recipes :*)
With Rosh Hashanah right around the corner, Lucy always tries something new for knish fillings. This year we caramelized some onions, then threw in some cabbage, a clove of minced garlic and some home made / smoked shopped corned beef.
A song of the good green grass!
A song no more of the city streets;
A song of farms - a song of the soil of fields.
A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers handle the pitch fork;
A song tasting of new wheat and of fresh husk'd maize.
A Carol of Harvest, for 1867. Walt Whitman (1819-1898)
