Monday, August 31, 2009

Zeppoli



Last Saturday was Zeppoli day at the Italian bakery. They only do this once a month and like to make a big deal about it. It was packed. I gave my order to the Italian looking fellow behind the counter, and said "zeppoli" with enthusiasm; the way you would say "forgetaboutit". He repeated it back to me with twice as much enthusiasm as if to show me who the real Italian was. Jeni gave them her approval by eating 4 or 5; I also had one.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Wandering eyes



The baker thought I already had breakfast this morning when all I asked for was a loaf of bread. He said I usually look around and can't decide what to get; while doing an impersonation of me that looked like a little kid in a candy store trying to decide what to buy with his one dollar. I haven't been feeling well lately. Even the baker noticed that I was missing my usual wandering eye.

Bread Torque




http://www.autoblog.com/gallery/asias-largest-race-car-made-from-bread

thanks to my friend mrleedy for the link.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Bread box



The bread box has been replaced by a platic bag with tiny little holes in it. The fresh loaf will loose moisture at a fairly constant rate. Leave it out in the open or in a paper bag and it will dry out in three days to the point of making it useful for pounding nails. Stick it in a plastic bag, and the trapped moisture will make the crust chewy and soggy. So how do you alow just enough moisture to escape to slow down the drying, without trapping it too much? A bread box. But for those with not much counter room, the perforated bag works almost as well. Then again, how big is a bread box anyway?

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Mamica bread




Whenever I go to visit my mom, she always has a loaf of home made bread to send home with me. These are the last 2 slices. We call it mamica bread, which translates to mom bread. Everybody in my family knows what that is. Actually more literally it translates to "mommybread". She bakes half a dozen loaves at a time, and kneads the dough by hand in a giant bowl. I've borrowed this bowl on many occasions to try my hand at her bread recipe.



It's also great for spinning baby nieces in.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Photography


I'm a terrible photographer. Somehow though, I'm starting to think that it's impossible to take bad pictures of bready things.

I need a quarter acre


More bread math. I know how much you love it.
5.5 x 5.5 = 31 square feet
31 square feet x 365 = 11,315 sq. feet. (1/4 acre)

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Almond & Chocolate Balls


Actually they're called "baci di dama" which is italian for lady kisses, but then again they taste better when you don't know the translation and simply call them by their sexy foreign name. Personally, I don't mind knowing what's in the food I eat, so almond chocolate balls it is.


The real reason I went to the bakery this morning, the previous rantings just on impulse.