February 10, 2006

A New Hobby

I have recently discovered the joys of baking bread. Ever since I was old enough to contemplate bread baking, I've regarded it as an arduous task requiring the better part of a day to complete. My grandmother taught me to bake when I was in junior high school, and anytime I needed a break from studying, I'd go to the kitchen, where I happily turned out cookies, pies, and brownies. But bread intimidated me . . .

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I have recently discovered the joys of baking bread. Ever since I was old enough to contemplate bread baking, I've regarded it as an arduous task requiring the better part of a day to complete. My grandmother taught me to bake when I was in junior high school, and anytime I needed a break from studying, I'd go to the kitchen, where I happily turned out cookies, pies, and brownies. But bread intimidated me.

Since I got married, I've frequently told myself that I should start baking bread, but somehow I never managed to find the time. That's not surprising, given that keeping house, my editing job, and church commitments kept me busy enough that I never had the six or so hours free that I thought were necessary for baking bread. But recent changes in my job have lightened my work load, and last week I found myself with a whole day free of pressing obligations.

In my opinion, the French make the best bread in the world. It's been difficult for me to find comparable bread in Ukraine (although the bread here is far superior to the American Wonder Bread variety). So, when I realized I had a whole day free, I decided to make French bread. Contrary to my expectations, the process was not at all arduous. It only took about three hours (not the six I had imagined), and it only required about thirty minutes of labor on my part. The rest of the time the dough was rising on its own or baking in the oven. Halfway through the baking time, the apartment filled with a wonderful aroma. The loaves turned out picture perfect with beautiful golden crusts, and the taste of fresh-baked bread hot from the oven was enough to get me hooked! This afternoon I made onion-herb bread, and it was even better than last week's French bread.

Of course, for those experienced bread bakers reading this, my former misconceptions about the process are probably humorous. You already knew that the effort was minimal compared to the rewards, and that the rewards included far more than a delicious treat. For the rest of you: there is something intensely satisfying in working with the dough, shaping it, and seeing the amazing metamorphosis of yeast, flour, and water (plus a few other ingredients, depending on the recipe) into wholesome loaves of bread. It gives one a tremendous sense of satisfaction and delight. If you enjoy doing things in the kitchen but have never baked bread, do yourself a favor and give it a try!

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1 - "Mahladetz", Sharon! Bread-making is great, isn't it? I have a wonderful sund-dried tomato, basil, garlic cheese-bread recipe. For me it has to do with actually somewhat quickly seeing positive successful results to my labour!Something I don't often enjoy. Silly as it may sound, there is something spiritual to making bread...seeing all those individual ingredients go in, mix together, seemingly "disappear" and then re-appear as this wholly other thing - BREAD! You can't seperate flour, butter, soda, etc. within a finished loaf of bread. They are all there, but it is now one whole unit, made up of all the parts, but indivisible...it makes me think of our union with Christ, with one another, etc. Probably why God uses the analogy of breaking bread together in the idea of communion...with Him and each other. Anyway...thanks for sparking pleasant musings for me. :) (Comment this)

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