I Eastered in the country seeing family. My relatives asked if I would bring down a loaf of home-made bread as they had heard on the familial grapevine that I made my own these days.
In honesty – I went through a phase of making my own, but as I’m still on something of a health kick, I’ve made very little bread so far this year. I adore bread. But it’s not particularly good for you. These days I tend to treat myself to a loaf of shop-bought sourdough a few times a month. One of my current favourites is the San Francisco Style Sourdough from M&S (needs to be an M&S with an in-house bakery). It’s very good. Not a big loaf and it’s about £1.89. When you’ve started eating sourdough – you’ll find that ‘normal’ loaves of supermarket / big label bread (especially the sliced type!) are horribly bland, ‘processed’ and tasteless in comparison.
Anyway, I made a wholemeal cob (pictured) for the relatives and they ended up using some of it for sandwiches which we ate quite late on Easter Sunday (we’d had a big lunch earlier in the day). I had very positive comments about it and I think it’s fair to say it exceeded most of their expectations.
Normal loaves are easy and so I’ve finally decided to try my hand at sourdough. My father (who lives a long way away on another Continent but with whom a regular topic of conversation is home-made food) – has thrown down the gauntlet on a number of occasions, asking me to try my hand at it. It’s an ‘involved’ process, put it that way. You need to start with a sourdough starter which you keep feeding and which lives in the fridge. You then take what you need each time you want to make a new loaf. The thing about sourdough is that it takes a lot longer to prove and the whole process is basically a lot more time consuming than a regular loaf.
So we’ll see. I’m commencing the sourdough starter today. It won’t be ready for use for another five or so days. Watch this space for updates.