Tartine Charity
Every day, I pass a homeless lady who stands in the side-doorway of church that I pass by on the way to work.
I decided that I ought to give her one of my extra loaves of bread, and this morning I did so. She was very appreciative and, dare I say, excited to be gifted the loaf.
I told her it took me three days to make it, and she said "Three days?!" so I explained it was a sourdough and she understood right away.
Here it was after proofing overnight in the fridge.
Here is my lame lame.
My scoring...
After 20 minutes in the covered combo cooker:
And, after it was taken out of the oven
Alas, no crumb shot for this loaf. Tomorrow, when I pass her, I will ask if she had an opportunity to enjoy it, and see what she has to say.
In part, I did this because I had baked three loaves this weekend and had to freeze one but did not want to freeze two. In part, I did this because I thought it would be nice to give something to someone who would otherwise never get something like this.
Obviously, she didn't have a bread knife with her. I hope that she enjoys it nonetheless.