I spend a lot of time pondering bread. I take it very seriously and it is quite an endeavor for me to justify the bread that I choose to eat. I make something that should be simple, so complicated. When I walk into a store I head right to the paper-wrapped bags of bread. Potato, Giuseppe, Baguette, and Pugliese, to name a few. Squeeze a little. Reminds me of the Charmin commercial when I was a kid. “Don’t squeeze the Charmin!” I can't help it, I always break that rule. I am forever looking for that specific crunch with the delightful spring in the center. You know it when you feel it. The crustiness of the outside with the soft airiness of the inside. The idea of freshly baked bread is intoxicating.
When I was a kid, it was a completely different story. In my early teens, my family used to drive by the Wonder Bread factory in southern Illinois. We would take trips back to northern Ohio to visit our grandparents and mom’s friends. We could smell the fermenting bread in the air. It was a brand that was a staple growing up in the Midwest of the United States. More sugar than flour. OK, that is probably exaggerating, but that is what it tasted like. We had no idea what old-school bread was like, let alone what a sour starter was. I say starter, and all I can think of is Anthony Bourdain talking about "Feeding the Bitch" in his book Kitchen Confidential. Being a servant to the ever growing entity that is a bread starter.
Bread production is an art of its own. There are chefs all over the world who specialize in this wizardry. Great manipulators of glutenous things fermented. I am such an admirer of yeast. It is simple in its function, but it produces something complex; a product that people enjoy, lust after, or absolutely avoid. CO2 is produced when sugar is fed to yeast cells, which in turn produces the tiny bubbles in your bread. It is such a wonderful thing to observe. It’s alive!!! Creating a starter is like creating a living blob from the 1950s horror flick. It will take over your kitchen if you feed it enough. Constant management is required. This will either completely stress you out, or make you love pets in a way you never thought possible. I, on the other hand, am going share an area of bread-making that is more manageable and less intense. One that is completed in a few hours, not a few months, years, or even decades.
It's alive!
We are always looking for those simple things in life that really make us happy. Bread just tends to be one of those things for me. There is nothing like the smell of bread baking in the oven. For me it is about the process. I love watching the dough rise, the bubbles form, making the garlic into caramel goodness, flakey salt that looks like pyramids, and most of all the crunch of really well baked bread.
Enjoy!