Sunday is baking day. Here is what I did:
Meet my bread. Three loaves, all from my now-beloved sourdough starter. The two outside loaves are plain sandwich bread. The inside one is cinnamon raisin. Behold!
I didn't put in enough raisins... or enough cinnamon. As I was putting it in the loaf pan I thought to myself, "oh crap, this rises again." Meaning: I put in enough extras after I kneaded it, but before it bakes, it rises again until doubled, which means that technically, I have to put in twice as many raisins and stuff. That being said, it's still ultra-tasty and makes awesome breakfast toast.
There is only one more bagel left and Blake loves cinnamon raisin toast. Bread is easier than bagels... trust me. Oh, here's a picture of the bagels I made last weekend:
They were tasty. Though by the end of the week, I was bagel-ed out. Actually, I think I was just sick of all the chewing that went into consuming them. Bagels are so dense.
Bread is easier to chew... and today's loaves made the apartment smell amazing!
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