The Wondering Bread Lover
I'm new to blogging, so where to begin...
…Possible titles considered...
The Wondering Bread Baker
The Wandering Bread Maker (sounds like a lost bread machine)
The Unsupervised Bread Maker (a hermit bread machine)
Unsupervised in the Kitchen
Bread Making Run Amuck
Running Amuck With Flour
NNAA -- Not Necessarily As Advertised
You're probably wondering about the name, The Wondering Bread Lover.
While all of the possibilities listed above have some basis in describing me, I think of myself as a lover and not a fighter. I LOVE the smell and taste of homemade bread, but sometimes find myself fighting the basic chemistry and physics involved, all the while WONDERING what went right or wrong the last time I made bread, and which way it will go this time. It's basically a two sided coin I toss every time I break out a bread recipe that involves flour and yeast or sourdough starter.
My son Paul's stock question when I ask if he'd like to taste anything I've thrown together in the kitchen is, “What did you put in it?” My wife, Emily, never questioned the ingredients, and would always taste whatever I handed her, even though I know there was nothing in our wedding vows that specified 'for better or worse'.
The haps and mishaps of bread baking.
While I think my homemade bread experiences have advanced me to the BREAD MAKING 100 skill level, until I stop making Sourdough Door Stops and Hockey Pucks, they won't let me take 101.
Plain old white bread (sometimes with dry onion dip mix added at the beep of my bread machine) has been able to quell my desires, but at other times I get the urge to wander from the dull and ordinary and WONDERING what I should try next.
This blog will be mainly about making bread. Sometimes you'll find a story - maybe related to bread, maybe not - make you think about something you'd forgotten or just bring a chuckle, a smile to your face, with the thought that I'm a little strange or weird around the edges. But I don't think I'm any stranger than most BMs you're acquainted with. (that's not what you're thinking, it's short for Bread Makers.)
I've often been accused of running amuck in the kitchen by my wife and son – many times not without good reason. While some of my bread creations would have won 1st place in any ugly bread competition (an example explained next time), all were edible. I always eat my mistakes - some requiring a strong knife and jaw.
Maybe I can keep you from making the mistakes I do. Or give you the courage to try and see if you can do better.
Hopefully one day the coin flip will produce the perfect tasting sourdough loaf.
I'm new to blogging, so where to begin...
…Possible titles considered...
The Wondering Bread Baker
The Wandering Bread Maker (sounds like a lost bread machine)
The Unsupervised Bread Maker (a hermit bread machine)
Unsupervised in the Kitchen
Bread Making Run Amuck
Running Amuck With Flour
NNAA -- Not Necessarily As Advertised
You're probably wondering about the name, The Wondering Bread Lover.
While all of the possibilities listed above have some basis in describing me, I think of myself as a lover and not a fighter. I LOVE the smell and taste of homemade bread, but sometimes find myself fighting the basic chemistry and physics involved, all the while WONDERING what went right or wrong the last time I made bread, and which way it will go this time. It's basically a two sided coin I toss every time I break out a bread recipe that involves flour and yeast or sourdough starter.
My son Paul's stock question when I ask if he'd like to taste anything I've thrown together in the kitchen is, “What did you put in it?” My wife, Emily, never questioned the ingredients, and would always taste whatever I handed her, even though I know there was nothing in our wedding vows that specified 'for better or worse'.
The haps and mishaps of bread baking.
While I think my homemade bread experiences have advanced me to the BREAD MAKING 100 skill level, until I stop making Sourdough Door Stops and Hockey Pucks, they won't let me take 101.
Plain old white bread (sometimes with dry onion dip mix added at the beep of my bread machine) has been able to quell my desires, but at other times I get the urge to wander from the dull and ordinary and WONDERING what I should try next.
This blog will be mainly about making bread. Sometimes you'll find a story - maybe related to bread, maybe not - make you think about something you'd forgotten or just bring a chuckle, a smile to your face, with the thought that I'm a little strange or weird around the edges. But I don't think I'm any stranger than most BMs you're acquainted with. (that's not what you're thinking, it's short for Bread Makers.)
I've often been accused of running amuck in the kitchen by my wife and son – many times not without good reason. While some of my bread creations would have won 1st place in any ugly bread competition (an example explained next time), all were edible. I always eat my mistakes - some requiring a strong knife and jaw.
Maybe I can keep you from making the mistakes I do. Or give you the courage to try and see if you can do better.
Hopefully one day the coin flip will produce the perfect tasting sourdough loaf.
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