I finally made a beautiful-looking loaf:
[Shown here: A sourdough loaf still in the Dutch oven. It has risen like an angel]
The downside is that it feels worryingly dense and I fear we will be making some very pretty bruchetta with it. Ah well. I did everything "wrong" but at least it looks like it turned out lovely.
I used up the last of the White Wings wholemeal flour making this, and this is a list of the things I did:
- Exactly 1kg of flour
- Exactly 700g of water
- Let it rise 1 hour between stretching and folding
- Accidentally froze it in the minifridge overnight
- Let it bulk rise until it reached borderline ridiculous
- Shaped it once before I improvised a proofing basket and plonked it in there
- Shaped it by corner-folding after that and then transferred to the Dutch Oven.
So by all accounts, I did everything wrong. We'll see if it turned out right later.
Or we'll have a LOT of bruchetta.
Either way, I don't think I'll be dividing my dough into two loaves without using bread pans. F that S. I've had enough of flatty loaves.
I've opened my last container of coconut milk this morning and I shall have to brave myself up to go get more. That's going to suck for me and I might need to hide in a pillowfort afterwards for like a fortnight.
Ugh, I hate this plague.
The news is full of idiocy, and Chaos is headed out to school tomorrow, and I am being a paranoid 'Nutter at all times. I do not want this plague to continue any longer and I especially don't want people to act like it's all over and start it up again.
I am so tired of bracing for the next impact.