I’ve always been turned off by the idea of making bread- too finicky, too precise, too easy to screw up. And then there’s the whole yeast issue (issue being yeast=intimidating). I’ve always preferred to stick to cooking- where I can make it up as I go, change whatever I like, and incorporate pickles into anything I please. But still, I’ve always wanted to learn how to make good bread- from scratch, by hand.
So this past weekend I thought I would give it a try, and this is what I ended up with. Jewish Challah bread, traditionally served on the Sabbath and holidays- brought to you by a white Anglo-Canadian in Vancouver on a Wednesday.
Since I didn’t know what I was doing, I just typed ‘challah bread’ into google, clicked on this, and followed it pretty much exactly. I kneaded the dough, let it rise, separated it into three, and braided it. Then I let it rise again, brushed it with egg white, and baked it till golden.
Turns out, bread isn’t all that scary after all. In fact, it’s actually pretty easy. And there may just be a bowl of cinnamon raisin English muffin dough rising next to me as I type.