After musing about bread the other day, this weekend I hauled out and dusted off the old bread machine. Not counting the recent pizza incident, I haven’t done any baking at all in years. I think maybe it’s time again. I made a loaf of 100% whole wheat, mostly to see how it would come out. Not bad overall. A bit heavy, but as I recall from days of old, bread takes practice. I just got some “white whole wheat” flour, so maybe I’ll try another batch with that and see how it compares. The loaf I did make went very well with a batch of lightly curried lentil soup with ham. The weather’s been pretty crummy around here lately, so soup seemed like a good bet. Worked out pretty well. I used French green lentils, which I really like for soup because they hold their shape very well, unlike red lentils which turn to mush. The regular brown ones hold out OK, but they tend to be a bit squishier. The green ones stay more distinct.
Sunday morning I made a batch of yeast-risen pancakes. (Can you tell I’m on a baking kick?) Again, I think some practice is involved, but the kids wolfed down enough of them to make me think they weren’t too bad. I think the next steps in this direction are to get a sourdough starter going, and to crank up the old grain mill. It, too, has been languishing lately, and I think I finally have a table I can reliably attach it too. Nothing like freshly ground buckwheat pancakes. And since you have to work for them, they are all the sweeter.