Guess I am trying to be an Artisan. But I may use (definitely not out of humility) a lowercase “a”, artisan.
The definition – A worker in a skilled trade, especially one that involves making things by hand; (of food or drink) made in a traditional or non-mechanized way using high-quality ingredients.
I have two No-Knead loaves in the oven. And the bell on the time just went for the first 30 minutes. Means I have to take the tops off.
And I just noticed that I screwed up this morning. The oven reads 400° F. Should be 450°.
Well the tops go back on. Temperature goes up to 450° F, and in for an additional 10 more minutes.
At this rate Jim’s gonna starve. And if these do not work there’ll be another #54 and another #55.
On the left, a White loaf. On the right, a Whole Wheat Sourdough. Oh yes, I made my own starter; I call if Fred. Fred’s a couple months old and has been working tremendously well.
So I am supposed to wait sit and wait for another 15 minutes at 450° F. I am going to give in to a couple of more minutes.
And who ever said that trying to create a 66-times effort habit was not necessarily a chore may want to rethink their strategy. But I will not be getting my uppercase “A” in my road to enlightenment and artisanship-ness.
Oh yeah, I’ll let you know later…maybe never, whether loaves #54 and #55 ever turned out. I just took them out of the oven.
|Loaf #54 - White|
|Loaf #55 - Whole Wheat Sourdough|
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