A long time coming, but finally success! A Naan I can be proud of.
One of my earliest food memories is of eating a delicious, buttery Naan, al fresco on the patio, somewhere in an outdoor cafe in an Indian city, probably Mahabaleshwar or one of the stops on the way there from Pune, when I was just 8 years old. I can still taste it today. My senses were enchanted by this unexpected delight, both familiar and yet different to the breads of my American youth.
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Hello everyone on TFL.. Today I'm very happy and proud of my brother Adam, he asked me last week if I could show him how to make a loaf of bread start to finish on his day off (being today ) . I jumped at the occasion that my brother wanted me to teach him something so beautiful in its self the patience of bread baking... We made a Tartine "Country Loaf" from the book "Tartine Bread" . I walked him through the steps and he was very excited at the progress of the dough.