Write it Down!

That’s what I tell myself. You know all too well that you won’t remember the changes you made to a bread formula next time you come to use it so WRITE IT DOWN! My sister Anne is coming to Bethesda with her husband Andrew this weekend for his birthday celebration. Quite understandably he decided years […]

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Borodinski

Two little Borodinski’s should have been baked yesterday. Eleven o’clock last night, after four and a half hours with no discernible movement, I left them out over night. Seven thirty this morning I was amazed they hadn’t collapsed. Fifteen minutes at 240C, thirty five minutes at 180C, twenty minutes de-tinned in a cooling oven door […]

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Leftovers

Why is it that if you want a decent pizza you have to make it yourself? Maybe it’s different in big London but then I’m told the the streets are paved with gold down there too.  Round here they seem to think that a wood-burning oven = good pizza but they turn out a topping […]

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The Morning After

In the Sunday morning light amongst the baking debris sits a lone Pain de Campagne. So what? you may say. We’ve seen hundreds of your campagnes before. But behind this picture lies a sorry story of dough abuse. Two events were coinciding. Bob from Ruthin had booked a sourdough course with me Friday afternoon/Saturday to […]

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Summer Fruits

What can you do when your neighbour asks if you could possibly help him out by taking 1.5k of freshly picked blackcurrants of his hands? Creme de Cassis!!! This comes from Jane Grigson’s Fruit Book – much better than the expensive stuff you buy over the counter. We used it for kir, kir royale when […]

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