Today I baked my fisrt loaves of bread from the culture Katy and I started together. I enjoyed the slow process: mixing the dough, leaving it overnight, adding more flour and mixing it again, then leaving it to prove for hours. My house is cold and the dough took it’s time to expand. But the alchemy started to work it’s magic and finally this evening I put two loaves into the oven.
They came out looking slightly peculiar – I think they got a little over excited in the heat of the oven and rose too fast. So each loaf has a crack down the side. They look like mouths that have just opened to laugh or to tell me something.
I ate a piece of the bread and it tasted great.
