We're off to have MG's wisdom teeth removed this morning (the freezer is stocked with ice cream.) In anticipation of a serious reduction in chewable foods in his diet, he decided he wanted to have burgers and corn on the cob as his “last meal,” so last night we cooked out. Except inside, because it was raining.
For budget reasons (and to clear out our freezer) we decided not to buy any meat this month. Luckily, we had two frozen hamburger patties and one hotdog leftover from a cookout we had in June, so this seemed like a good way to use them up. Beef burgers are a pretty rare treat for me (heh, rare) - usually I have veggie or salmon. MG also had been wanting to try out grilled sweet potato fries, so that went on the menu.
Although the burgers were by no means gourmet, we dressed them up with some grilled red onion, Hatch chile peppers, sharp cheddar and barbecue sauce. The result: quite tasty! Originally we were going to have them with English muffins, but ended up going “naked” since we had plenty of starch from the corn and potatoes.
With some of MG’s homemade refrigerator pickles on the side = one happy send-off for those third molars!
August 19, 2011
August 18, 2011
Dining Out: Graffiato
Last night MG and I had dinner at Graffiato, Mike Isabella's new small plates restaurant. We enjoyed watching Isabella on Top Chef and we are big fans of Zaytinya, the Jose Andres mezze restaurant where Isabella used to be executive chef. So, thinking quickly, MG made a reservation for us as soon as they announced the opening.
The space itself is pretty cool and when we first walked in, I spotted the owner himself chatting it up with patrons at the bar. We were seated upstairs, which meant no schmoozing with Mike, but it was much quieter up there, so it made for a better dining experience (or that's what I'm telling myself as a consolation prize for not getting to hang out with a celebrity chef).
We started off with drinks - I had a "Saged and Confused" which was a delicious blend of vodka, cucumber juice, lime and sage. It was refreshing and not too heavy on the vodka (but not too light either :) ). MG went with "Staring at the Sun" - bourbon, apricot nectar, ginger and basil. He gave me a sip and it was great! I'm not a fan of bourbon, but I would absolutely order this drink the next time we come (and there will be a next time). While we were deciding they brought us pistachios to snack on, which were, I believe, dusted with a chili-lime coating.
We had a total of seven dishes, starting with a dish of marinated mixed olives (I love olives!). The olives were great, because we had something to snack on as they brought out each plate.
We selected four veggie plates. The first was a sweet and sour eggplant with pine nuts. We enjoyed it, but it wasn't our favorite (although the pine nuts were a nice touch).
Next, we had a baby carrot salad with farro, dates, lardo and radicchio. This was by far my favorite vegetable dish and a contender for best dish of the evening. I had never had farro before, but we both agreed to pick some up the next time we're at the grocery store. It was wonderful and rich and nutty. The whole dish had an earthy taste with a touch of sweetness from the dates. Yum!
Our third vegetable plate was roasted cauliflower with pecorino romano. This was MG's favorite in the veg category. There was something familiar and nostalgic about the dish - I can't quite put my finger on it, but something about the nutty flavor of the cheese or the toasty brown-ness (is that a word?) of the cauliflower reminded me of some happy moment locked away in my food memory vault.
The last vegetable dish was a risotto with asparagus and pesto. It was perfectly prepared; the creaminess of the risotto worked beautifully with the pesto. Plus, I'm a sucker for asparagus in pretty much any form.
Next came our two meat courses. First, the famous chicken thighs with pepperoni sauce! All I can say about that is that I am now a believer. Pepperoni sauce may sound like something you'd expect to find in a can labeled Chef Boyardee, but let me assure you - this was simply outstanding. It wasn't oily at all, which was something I'd wondered about. Just creamy and tomato-y with a distinct bite of pepperoni. The chicken thighs were moist and tender as well. This wasn't my favorite all-around dish, but it was a strong runner-up.
Our final dinner course was the potato gnocchi with braised pork shank, burrata and arugula. This was both MG's and my favorite dish. The gnocchi were very well done (some day I'll have to try making these - is it hard?) and the pork shank was melt-in-your-mouth tender. The burrata melted down over the braising liquid. All the components combined into one rich, decadent bite with a nice bite of peppery arugula to finish it off.
Finally, we treated ourselves to Nutella cookie sandwiches and espressos. The cookies were so cute and little, but man did they pack a big punch! I mean, 1) it's Nutella, so no complaints there, but 2) the cookies had a dusting of sea salt. Sea salt + chocolate = love. Seriously. I had been considering a couple of other desserts, but after I took one bite, I knew I made the right choice.
Overall, we agreed that it was an excellent meal. It's not cheap, but you will walk away more than satisfied. One nice thing about Graffiato is that it uses a lot of locally-sourced ingredients. The menu last night featured plenty of summertime produce like corn, tomatoes and arugula. We decided we'd have to come back in the winter to see what a change of climate and vegetable options will bring to Isabella's offerings.
But I'll probably be having the pepperoni sauce again. ;)
Feed Your Mind: My Life In Paris
Monday was Julia Child’s birthday! In case you couldn’t tell by my banner quote, I love Julia. She is such a ubiquitous presence in American homes - I think I knew her name before I ever knew who she was. I love watching the reruns of her shows and how she continued to cook and joke even as she aged.
This past spring I picked up a copy of her autobiography, My Life In Paris, co-authored with her great nephew, Alex Prud’homme. It was one of the most enjoyable books I have ever read. Her love of life and food is infectious. Although I have never been to France, nor have I much experience with French food (absent a 3 month stint working at a French restaurant in high school), I couldn’t help but be captivated by the wonder and happiness Julia felt living and eating her way through Europe with her husband, Paul. Julia’s enthusiasm appeals to both “foodies” and non-foodies alike. While I don’t have any interest in making an aspic, or attempting to cook my way through Mastering the Art of French Cooking, I find her approach to food inspirational. Julia truly enjoyed food, which, in the modern era of fad diets and counting carbs and grams of fat is not always easy. One thing I hope never to lose even as I try to be healthier in my cooking is the kind of love that Julia had for food.
I also find it instructive to read about how Julia always tackled her problems in the kitchen. As my favorite quote of hers indicates, apologies weren’t the solution to a problem in the kitchen - finding a solution was the solution! The book is filled with examples of Julia’s creativity and perseverance in facing challenges, but one I find particularly meaningful is her story of trying to make authentic French bread. She made loaf after loaf after loaf, trying to get the crust right - and eventually she and Paul rigged up their oven to get just the right amount of steam. Rather than giving up or settling for a product with which she wasn’t satisfied, she tried it again. And again. And again. Until she was satisfied.
In a lot of ways, she reminds me of my grandmother: they both love cooking and exploring foods, they both are strong women (for a good example of what I want to be like when I’m in my 80s, watch Julia with Jacques Pepin. That broad was feisty!), and they both were ridiculously tall (seriously. My grandma was over 6 feet when she was younger.)
I highly recommend picking up a copy this summer - it’s a pretty quick read, and if you go on vacation, you might gain a little inspiration from Julia’s adventures in new places trying new cuisines.
I always enjoy reading about other people’s culinary experiences, so for this week’s reader survey: what is your favorite “food” book? Leave your responses in the comments!
Photo source: www.examiner.com
This past spring I picked up a copy of her autobiography, My Life In Paris, co-authored with her great nephew, Alex Prud’homme. It was one of the most enjoyable books I have ever read. Her love of life and food is infectious. Although I have never been to France, nor have I much experience with French food (absent a 3 month stint working at a French restaurant in high school), I couldn’t help but be captivated by the wonder and happiness Julia felt living and eating her way through Europe with her husband, Paul. Julia’s enthusiasm appeals to both “foodies” and non-foodies alike. While I don’t have any interest in making an aspic, or attempting to cook my way through Mastering the Art of French Cooking, I find her approach to food inspirational. Julia truly enjoyed food, which, in the modern era of fad diets and counting carbs and grams of fat is not always easy. One thing I hope never to lose even as I try to be healthier in my cooking is the kind of love that Julia had for food.
I also find it instructive to read about how Julia always tackled her problems in the kitchen. As my favorite quote of hers indicates, apologies weren’t the solution to a problem in the kitchen - finding a solution was the solution! The book is filled with examples of Julia’s creativity and perseverance in facing challenges, but one I find particularly meaningful is her story of trying to make authentic French bread. She made loaf after loaf after loaf, trying to get the crust right - and eventually she and Paul rigged up their oven to get just the right amount of steam. Rather than giving up or settling for a product with which she wasn’t satisfied, she tried it again. And again. And again. Until she was satisfied.
In a lot of ways, she reminds me of my grandmother: they both love cooking and exploring foods, they both are strong women (for a good example of what I want to be like when I’m in my 80s, watch Julia with Jacques Pepin. That broad was feisty!), and they both were ridiculously tall (seriously. My grandma was over 6 feet when she was younger.)
I highly recommend picking up a copy this summer - it’s a pretty quick read, and if you go on vacation, you might gain a little inspiration from Julia’s adventures in new places trying new cuisines.
I always enjoy reading about other people’s culinary experiences, so for this week’s reader survey: what is your favorite “food” book? Leave your responses in the comments!
My Life in Paris
Julia Child with Alex Prud'homme
New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 2006.
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August 17, 2011
Meatless Monday Part II
Or: Why Mise En Place Isn’t Just for Anthony Bourdain
So last night I didn’t finish cooking until about 8:30, we didn’t finish eating until 9, followed by an emergency trip to Target for hair conditioner, and, confession, there were still dishes in the sink when I left for work this morning. I really wanted to get my Meatless Monday post up, well, on Monday, so last night I thought I’d give you guys the short run down with pictures and links and all that jazz.
Today, however, I want to talk a little bit about the actual process of cooking last night’s dinner. This isn’t about ingredients or flavor, it’s about being a prepared cook. As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, our dinner consisted of two separate dishes. And, as is often the case, there were many ingredients and steps going on in a very short period of time.
This sort of cooking reinforced the importance of mise en place. Mise en place is a fancy French term which basically means having everything you need ready to go before you start cooking - your veggies are chopped, your spices are measured, your utensils and dishes are within reach.
The bhindi masala especially required a lot of prep - from the time I turned on the burner until I put the lid on for the final simmer was only about 10 minutes, and in that 10 minutes I had to add about 15 different ingredients, all at various times. So, with the assistance of my capable sous chef, MG, we had everything chopped up and organized before I put anything on the stove. Pulling this dish off successfully required using all 8 of my small glass prep bowls, plus several small mixing bowls and a couple of plates, but it was well worth it. Since the two recipes had many similar ingredients (tomatoes and onions in both, plus different quantities of a lot of the same spices), I needed to make sure that I had everything laid out in a way that I wouldn’t get confused. We made two separate lines, with each component in its dish in the order it needed to be added. Then, when things got going, I was able to just grab each bowl as I needed, without having to stop or think or measure.
Having your mise en place set is a very good habit to get into, and can save you a lot of time and frustration down the road. You may not need to do advance prep for each dish you make, but a good place to start is always by reading through the recipe so that you fully understand how much time you have between steps. If your recipe calls for a lot of different seasonings, it’s helpful to have them in little bowls, pre-measured, to just dump in as you go. You should also consider having all your veggies and meat chopped before you start, because chopping always takes longer than you think it will (and when debating speed vs. a potential reduction in finger count, I think you can guess which way I lean).
Finally, being prepared can help with clutter on your counter. This is especially helpful if you, like me, are working in a small apartment-sized kitchen. Instead of having a cutting board, knife and all your spice jars out on the counter, you can put everything away, and as you use each prep dish, stack it up to go in the sink. Then you can worry about more important things, like not burning the garlic!
So last night I didn’t finish cooking until about 8:30, we didn’t finish eating until 9, followed by an emergency trip to Target for hair conditioner, and, confession, there were still dishes in the sink when I left for work this morning. I really wanted to get my Meatless Monday post up, well, on Monday, so last night I thought I’d give you guys the short run down with pictures and links and all that jazz.
This sort of cooking reinforced the importance of mise en place. Mise en place is a fancy French term which basically means having everything you need ready to go before you start cooking - your veggies are chopped, your spices are measured, your utensils and dishes are within reach.
The bhindi masala especially required a lot of prep - from the time I turned on the burner until I put the lid on for the final simmer was only about 10 minutes, and in that 10 minutes I had to add about 15 different ingredients, all at various times. So, with the assistance of my capable sous chef, MG, we had everything chopped up and organized before I put anything on the stove. Pulling this dish off successfully required using all 8 of my small glass prep bowls, plus several small mixing bowls and a couple of plates, but it was well worth it. Since the two recipes had many similar ingredients (tomatoes and onions in both, plus different quantities of a lot of the same spices), I needed to make sure that I had everything laid out in a way that I wouldn’t get confused. We made two separate lines, with each component in its dish in the order it needed to be added. Then, when things got going, I was able to just grab each bowl as I needed, without having to stop or think or measure.
All lined up and ready to go.
Having your mise en place set is a very good habit to get into, and can save you a lot of time and frustration down the road. You may not need to do advance prep for each dish you make, but a good place to start is always by reading through the recipe so that you fully understand how much time you have between steps. If your recipe calls for a lot of different seasonings, it’s helpful to have them in little bowls, pre-measured, to just dump in as you go. You should also consider having all your veggies and meat chopped before you start, because chopping always takes longer than you think it will (and when debating speed vs. a potential reduction in finger count, I think you can guess which way I lean).
From beginning to end without a hitch!
Finally, being prepared can help with clutter on your counter. This is especially helpful if you, like me, are working in a small apartment-sized kitchen. Instead of having a cutting board, knife and all your spice jars out on the counter, you can put everything away, and as you use each prep dish, stack it up to go in the sink. Then you can worry about more important things, like not burning the garlic!
August 16, 2011
Meatless Monday: Bhindi Masala and Dal
I LOVE Indian food. It's probably my favorite type of cuisine (although there aren't many types of cuisine I don't love). Indian food is hands-down the best.
When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I remember eating spicy saag paneer in my best friend Elena's basement.
When I was about 11 or 12 years old, I remember my dad teaching me the rules of football using the items on the table at an Indian food place in a food court near Ohio Stadium.
When I was in college, there was an Indian food restaurant around the corner from my apartment, and a couple of my friends and I would go there almost weekly for buffet. It was a tiny place, with maybe 8 tables and a little room where they'd set out the buffet. It was *so* good. The owner, Kumar, got to know us so well that once when I ordered carry-out on a busy night, he just told me I could pay the next time I came in. When my friends moved away, he would ask after them whenever I ate at the restaurant.
For my birthday, MG and I tried out Indique, a nice Indian place in Cleveland Park. We enjoyed it so much that we went back 11 days later, for MG's birthday.
Learning to cook Indian food has been one of the great joys of my culinary journeys, because A) Indian food isn't cheap at most restaurants and B) it makes my whole apartment smell awesome. Seriously, garam masala and ginger scented candles would be a pretty great invention. (P.S. if you know of a place where I can get garam masala scented candles, email me immediately).
So far, the best source I've found for accessible Indian recipes is Deb over at Smitten Kitchen. I've made several of her vegetarian Indian recipes, and they've all turned out fantastic! If you are interested in starting to cook Indian food, I recommend starting there. Some of the ingredients and techniques involved in Indian cooking can be a little daunting, but she does a great job of making them very easy to make at home. And don't be afraid of the initial upfront cost of the spices - if you enjoy cooking Indian, you'll get a lot of use out of them, and the other ingredients are so inexpensive that it's still a very affordable cuisine to make at home.
I've been eyeing a recipe for bhindi masala (okra curry) that was posted on The Kitchn a few weeks ago. It was on my list of top 5 things to make before the summer runs out (okra being one of my favorite summer veggies), so I decided it would be an excellent candidate for Meatless Monday. I pretty much followed the recipe as-is, although I omitted the curry leaves and the cilantro (per MG's request).
Bhindi masala is a wonderful melding of spices and heat and vegetables, but since the only veggies are in there are okra, tomato, green pepper and onion, it doesn't have much protein. So, I decided to pair it with the yellow dal from Smitten Kitchen, which I've made before and love. Each recipe made 6 servings and with basmati rice we were both quite full and happy at the end of our meal. And looking forward to leftovers tomorrow! Another Meatless Monday in the books. :)
When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I remember eating spicy saag paneer in my best friend Elena's basement.
When I was about 11 or 12 years old, I remember my dad teaching me the rules of football using the items on the table at an Indian food place in a food court near Ohio Stadium.
When I was in college, there was an Indian food restaurant around the corner from my apartment, and a couple of my friends and I would go there almost weekly for buffet. It was a tiny place, with maybe 8 tables and a little room where they'd set out the buffet. It was *so* good. The owner, Kumar, got to know us so well that once when I ordered carry-out on a busy night, he just told me I could pay the next time I came in. When my friends moved away, he would ask after them whenever I ate at the restaurant.
For my birthday, MG and I tried out Indique, a nice Indian place in Cleveland Park. We enjoyed it so much that we went back 11 days later, for MG's birthday.
The summery veg.
I've been eyeing a recipe for bhindi masala (okra curry) that was posted on The Kitchn a few weeks ago. It was on my list of top 5 things to make before the summer runs out (okra being one of my favorite summer veggies), so I decided it would be an excellent candidate for Meatless Monday. I pretty much followed the recipe as-is, although I omitted the curry leaves and the cilantro (per MG's request).
Bhindi masala is a wonderful melding of spices and heat and vegetables, but since the only veggies are in there are okra, tomato, green pepper and onion, it doesn't have much protein. So, I decided to pair it with the yellow dal from Smitten Kitchen, which I've made before and love. Each recipe made 6 servings and with basmati rice we were both quite full and happy at the end of our meal. And looking forward to leftovers tomorrow! Another Meatless Monday in the books. :)
Delicious, nutritious and colorful!
August 13, 2011
Rainy Saturday Afternoon
What a gray, rainy day! It kind of makes me want to spend all day reading.
We got grocery shopping out of the way before the rain came.
Lunch was a special treat of falafel from Amsterdam Falafel in Adams Morgan.
While we were there it started pouring, so we ran over to the used bookshop up the street to wait it out. I can't just browse, so I ended up purchasing three books.
We got grocery shopping out of the way before the rain came.
Lunch was a special treat of falafel from Amsterdam Falafel in Adams Morgan.
We each got a small falafel and loaded on the toppings (my favorite: baba ganoush, pickled beets, tzatziki, hot pepper sauce, roasted eggplant, pickles, pickled cauliflower and tahini), with an order of fries to share.
While we were there it started pouring, so we ran over to the used bookshop up the street to wait it out. I can't just browse, so I ended up purchasing three books.
Which is convenient, because on a rainy day like today, I just want to spend all day reading.
If At First You Don't Succeed...
...get new yeast, then get new flour and try again.
As you may know, my project for the summer was to start baking my own bread. For my birthday, a scale, a bench scraper, a bread baking book and a journal to track my progress were bestowed upon me by a mysterious benefactress. I have yet to make use of the book, it is a little advanced for me to just start with, but the other devices are seeing some action. I decided that my first bread recipe (not counting the various banana breads I’ve made in the past) should be the famous no-knead bread recipe from Jim Lahey at the Sullivan Street Bakery as adapted by Mark Bittman in his Minimalist column.
The first time I made the recipe, it was a disaster. The bread mixed well into a dough, but when I came back 14 or so hours later, it was like pancake batter. I decided it must be my yeast, which had been open for more than 6 months, and thus possibly really, very, truly dead. So I got some new yeast and tried again, this time was different - no, wait - it was also a horrific failure. I made several more changes for a third try, but I told myself I wouldn’t waste any more flour if this one didn’t work out.
The first change I made was to my ingredients. Previously, I had been using all-purpose flour; the recipe says you can and that’s what I had. Upon further inspection at the grocery store, bread flour (something one assumes is meant for my task) was about the same price as a 5 pound bag of APF, so I bought some.
Next, I also did some research on the Internet. I learned during my searches that I was not the only one to end up with pancake batter instead of bread dough. There were two main reasons for my failure: 1. I wasn’t using instant yeast and 2. I was probably letting it rise too long (such a thing is possible). I learned how to correct my yeast deficiencies from Deb at Smitten Kitchen (she talks about it here). Basically, if you are using dry active yeast instead of instant yeast (dry active is more common and most likely the only option at your local store), you actually need to use ⅓ teaspoon instead of the ¼ teaspoon the recipe indicates. I also learned from the comments in that posting that my fallen dough was caused by the lengthy rise in my warm, humid Washington, DC apartment.
Finally, I believed that the dough was too wet from too much water so I just used 1½ cups of warm water to make the dough.
Armed with this knowledge I struck out on my third attempt. It was a resounding success. I used warm water, adding a cup at a time and then the extra half a cup to get a good sticky texture. I only let the dough rise for 11 hours (I started it at 6:30am and went to bread baking upon my arrival home from work) and presto, 3 more hours later, I had bread.
No-Knead Bread
Adapted from Jim Lahey of Sullivan Street Bakery and Mark Bittman at the New York Times, with knowledge from Deb at Smitten Kitchen
Makes one 24 ounce loaf.
3 cups all-purpose or bread flour, more for dusting
¼ teaspoon instant yeast or ⅓ teaspoon dry active yeast
1¼ teaspoons salt
1½ cups warm water
Cornmeal or wheat bran as needed.
In a large bowl combine flour, yeast and salt. Add 1½ cups warm water, and stir until blended; dough will look sticky, but should form into a mass. Cover bowl with plastic wrap. Let dough rest at least 12 hours, preferably about 18, at warm room temperature, about 70 degrees. If your kitchen is warm, the first rising time can be as little as 8-10 hours.
Dough is ready when its surface is dotted with bubbles and it clearly is a solid, foldable mass. Lightly flour a work surface and place dough on it; sprinkle it with a little more flour and fold it over on itself once or twice. Cover with plastic wrap and let rest about 15 minutes.
Gently and quickly shape dough into a ball, you can flour or wet your hands for this step. Generously coat a cotton towel (not terry cloth) with flour, wheat bran or cornmeal; put dough seam side down on towel and dust with more flour, bran or cornmeal (I just used all-purpose flour). Cover with another cotton towel and let rise for about 2 hours. When it is ready, dough will be more than double in size and will not readily spring back when poked with a finger, but should still be pliable.
Half an hour before dough is done with its second rise, heat oven to 450 degrees. Put an oven-safe heavy, covered pot in the oven while it preheats (I used my trusty red Dutch oven). When dough is done with the second rise, carefully remove pot from oven. Slide your hand under towel and turn dough over into pot, seam side up; it may look like a mess, but that is not a problem. Shake pan once or twice if dough is unevenly distributed; it will straighten out as it bakes. Cover with lid and bake 30 minutes, then remove lid and bake another 15 to 30 minutes, until loaf is golden brown and irresistible looking. Cool on a rack.
*Note: This bread has something of a thin crust and may actually be easier to cut when slightly warm.
Ladies and gentleman, a guest post by MG!
As you may know, my project for the summer was to start baking my own bread. For my birthday, a scale, a bench scraper, a bread baking book and a journal to track my progress were bestowed upon me by a mysterious benefactress. I have yet to make use of the book, it is a little advanced for me to just start with, but the other devices are seeing some action. I decided that my first bread recipe (not counting the various banana breads I’ve made in the past) should be the famous no-knead bread recipe from Jim Lahey at the Sullivan Street Bakery as adapted by Mark Bittman in his Minimalist column.
The first time I made the recipe, it was a disaster. The bread mixed well into a dough, but when I came back 14 or so hours later, it was like pancake batter. I decided it must be my yeast, which had been open for more than 6 months, and thus possibly really, very, truly dead. So I got some new yeast and tried again, this time was different - no, wait - it was also a horrific failure. I made several more changes for a third try, but I told myself I wouldn’t waste any more flour if this one didn’t work out.
Various stages of the process.
The first change I made was to my ingredients. Previously, I had been using all-purpose flour; the recipe says you can and that’s what I had. Upon further inspection at the grocery store, bread flour (something one assumes is meant for my task) was about the same price as a 5 pound bag of APF, so I bought some.
Next, I also did some research on the Internet. I learned during my searches that I was not the only one to end up with pancake batter instead of bread dough. There were two main reasons for my failure: 1. I wasn’t using instant yeast and 2. I was probably letting it rise too long (such a thing is possible). I learned how to correct my yeast deficiencies from Deb at Smitten Kitchen (she talks about it here). Basically, if you are using dry active yeast instead of instant yeast (dry active is more common and most likely the only option at your local store), you actually need to use ⅓ teaspoon instead of the ¼ teaspoon the recipe indicates. I also learned from the comments in that posting that my fallen dough was caused by the lengthy rise in my warm, humid Washington, DC apartment.
Finally, I believed that the dough was too wet from too much water so I just used 1½ cups of warm water to make the dough.
Armed with this knowledge I struck out on my third attempt. It was a resounding success. I used warm water, adding a cup at a time and then the extra half a cup to get a good sticky texture. I only let the dough rise for 11 hours (I started it at 6:30am and went to bread baking upon my arrival home from work) and presto, 3 more hours later, I had bread.
Good with peanut butter. Or butter. Or just by itself, right out of the oven.
No-Knead Bread
Adapted from Jim Lahey of Sullivan Street Bakery and Mark Bittman at the New York Times, with knowledge from Deb at Smitten Kitchen
Makes one 24 ounce loaf.
3 cups all-purpose or bread flour, more for dusting
¼ teaspoon instant yeast or ⅓ teaspoon dry active yeast
1¼ teaspoons salt
1½ cups warm water
Cornmeal or wheat bran as needed.
In a large bowl combine flour, yeast and salt. Add 1½ cups warm water, and stir until blended; dough will look sticky, but should form into a mass. Cover bowl with plastic wrap. Let dough rest at least 12 hours, preferably about 18, at warm room temperature, about 70 degrees. If your kitchen is warm, the first rising time can be as little as 8-10 hours.
Dough is ready when its surface is dotted with bubbles and it clearly is a solid, foldable mass. Lightly flour a work surface and place dough on it; sprinkle it with a little more flour and fold it over on itself once or twice. Cover with plastic wrap and let rest about 15 minutes.
Gently and quickly shape dough into a ball, you can flour or wet your hands for this step. Generously coat a cotton towel (not terry cloth) with flour, wheat bran or cornmeal; put dough seam side down on towel and dust with more flour, bran or cornmeal (I just used all-purpose flour). Cover with another cotton towel and let rise for about 2 hours. When it is ready, dough will be more than double in size and will not readily spring back when poked with a finger, but should still be pliable.
Half an hour before dough is done with its second rise, heat oven to 450 degrees. Put an oven-safe heavy, covered pot in the oven while it preheats (I used my trusty red Dutch oven). When dough is done with the second rise, carefully remove pot from oven. Slide your hand under towel and turn dough over into pot, seam side up; it may look like a mess, but that is not a problem. Shake pan once or twice if dough is unevenly distributed; it will straighten out as it bakes. Cover with lid and bake 30 minutes, then remove lid and bake another 15 to 30 minutes, until loaf is golden brown and irresistible looking. Cool on a rack.
*Note: This bread has something of a thin crust and may actually be easier to cut when slightly warm.
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