Beau and the baguette
This is a story not about recipies, how good is my loaf, hydration or bakers percentages or any thing to do with my baking ability(or lack of after reading some blogs on TFL....that is a compliment to others that I am in awe of).
I have a lovely natured 11year old King Charles Cavalier Spaniel named Beau. Besides his hobby of wanting always to be with us, sleeping and eating his nose will sometimes get him into trouble as I will explain.
For a long time now I have tried making without great success a baguette. They were only passable but not great. My sandwich loaves and sourdoughs were far more successful. Just before Christmas some one posted the recipe for Anis Boabsa 2008 winning reciepe for baguettes(I think DMSynder was the contributor). I decided to try again but I was putting myself on trial here this night. We were going to dinner at a friends home where our French Rotary Exchange student from 5 years ago had come back to visit. My wife and I were his legal "guardians" so to speak back then. I thought why not try my baguette on a genuine Frenchman. The only way to find out.
I made 2 loaves using Anis's recipe with cold fermation as stated. The loaves were cooled on a rack and duly individually wrapped in a cotton T.Towel and placed on top of a ground vase about 20 inces high at the front door. The idea being we would not forget them as we walked out.
Now back to Beau the KC Spaniel of mine whose love of all foods except onions and garlic is legendary. He literally sits on the entrance of our kitchen waiting to prounce on any possible dropping of food. So Picture this...the old fashion movie or cartoon where the dog is sitting outside the butcher store, the butcher's back is turned and next the dog is running down the street with a trail of long skinny sausuges in his mouth and the butcher chasing him.
Now in real life......I heard a small commotion and the sound of my dogs paws on a hard surface floor running and slipping and generally being quicker than the normal. They are a lazy dog by nature. All I saw was this baguette disappearing around the corner into the TV room floating about 20 inches in the air. About the height of my dog.
So here is Beau, Baguette in tow with one end in his mouth and the other 18 inches floating back down his body scrambling for daylight and his eating mat where nobody touches his food. And me..........I was the above butcher.
Thank heavens I had two loaves.........my French friend thoroughly enjoyed my effort and baguette but was certainly more entertained by the above story as Beau was still a silly young dog when they first met.
Mind you Beau did demolish another exchange students Easter chocolates when she left them on her bed. I'm sure in his previous life Beau was a food critic.......A blessed 2011 to one and all.
Cheers...........Pete.
Comments
Surely that's asking for it :). It would be in my house! I spend a considerable amount of time making sure nothing remotely edible is within reach - and that includes the high shelf in the kitchen, which can be reached by jumping on the table first! (No, of course that's not allowed - so my dog wouldn't dream of doing that when I'm around).
Love the way you described this incident! Good thing you made two loaves and well done for the baguettes!
Happy New Year.
Hi Jay,
Yes your right....we are normally more cautious where we place our food due to Beau's reputation of "anything edible is gone". This was one of those rare occassions when we didn't think..............I guess because the bread was wrapped I considered it safe without thinking it through.......Wasn't funny at the time but looking back it will be one of those momements that we will cherish and laugh at. A real live "Keystone Cops" situation..............P.
Let's see if I can insert a photo from Picasa:
(Ah, that works, nice to know). This was a lovely tin of delicious homemade German Christmas Cookies, a gift from a friend. It was still about 1/3 full. I had left it on the table, silly me.
And this is what was left of one of those soccerball-size Dutch Edam Cheeses, which I had left on the kitchen counter.
As you say: when it happens you want to trade the dog in for a goldfish, but in the end it joins the repertoire of cherished funny moments!
Than heavens Beau cannot jump otherwise I would always be like you............in trouble. Any other funny cooking and pet stories out there to be shared.........Pete