I find baking so relaxing, do you?
A perfectly calming weekend treat.
Measuring, mixing, hand kneading...
Dough rising in the warm garden...
Rustic French bread...
(the pink things in the ramekin below are some impressively yumm radishes I pickled last week)
I make other types of bread, but had never made a French bread before.
I used this recipe for artisan style baquette - rustic French bread.
Followed every detail, and voila.
(kneaded by hand for about 5 minutes, and I always use rapid rise yeast)
Give it a go?
While the bread was rising, I was wondering what else to whip up.
I wanted a light fresh fare.
Did I tell you I still have a couple giant fairy tale pumpkins I grew last year?
This is the hugest.
I thought for sure we would have eaten it by now, and I would have used to seeds to grow more.
Alas, it's in perfect condition, and I can't bear to eat it yet.
I love seeing it in my kitchen everyday.
A couple others are in the living room.
When I was at my grandma's last month, she said she couldn't imagine cutting hers up.
I guess we feel the same.
(by the way, fairy tale pumpkins are the best for eating)
I stole some young onions early, for grilling.
And snatched some basil...
The rabbits ripped through the enclosed garden and ate all my tomatoes.
Little ones and huge ones.
But we still have basil and onions and leeks and carrots and...
Peppers coming too.
Also some volunteer sunflowers, pumpkin vines and tomatillos are growing out there.
Doing better than if I had planted the seeds myself.
I didn't make full blown pesto, just some basil, lemon juice, salt and garlic...
Love that green.
Chop chop chop.
I made chicken souvlaki, tomatoes in a sweet and tart vinaigrette I have been making for years, grilled onions and French bread.
You should try making the bread, it was a hit.
I am impressed.
I guess we didn't enjoy that at all.
(I am so embarrassed at my un-ironed tablecloth)
I put one loaf away, and we have half of one left.
By the by...
Have I ever told you how cheeky Mister Lovee is?
Tonight over supper he was playing some video music in the background, and a whole team of artists including Sting were singing.
I said, did you know Sting has been with his wife for like 40 years?
(okay my facts are all wrong, but who's checking?)
Mister Lovee munched away never looking up.
I should mention that he is not the best dinner conversationalist.
He just gobbles away.
He also closes his eyes, and munches in this weird shoulder sway/rocking motion of bliss.
Strange, but true.
Sorry Lovee, but you do.
And you know it.
Anyhow, I said to Lovee - yep that's right, Sting has been with his wife forever and a day.
Me: Her name is Fifi L'Amour
(one whole minutes passes)
Lovee (looking down pensively): Is Sting's wife a wrestler?
Me: Why would Sting's wife be a wrestler?
(in a 100% serious tone)
Lovee : Well, with a name like Beefy L'Amour, you would think she was a wrestler.
Me (spits out drink): I said FIFI!!!
Okay, so I was wrong anyway, her name is Trudie Styler.
We keep on eating.
Munch munch munch.
Then another convo goes like this.
Me: Did you like the bread?
Lovee (munching still, and nodding up and down): Mmm-hmm
Me: It's really good isn't it?
Me: But, did you think it was like real French bread?
Lovee: Well, there's only one way I can tell if a bread is French.
Me (puzzled): How?
Lovee: Only if it speaks to me in French.
(proceeds to talk all sorts of nonsense in a French accent)
Me = Spits out drink
He did say some other things about this and that.
But I am not sure any of it is blog friendly.
By the random by...
I have these daisy like flowers in my garden.
They are about 4 ft. tall, and they have been in the same place for 3 years.
The plant does not die in winter but only flowers in late spring/summer.
Any idea of what exactly they are?
Alrighty then, I best be on my way...
Hope you are having a most splendid weekend!!!