Up from the deeps…

Greetings, all. We’re still alive, just really busy … and probably being really careful about pulling up Blogger when at the new job & all. So.

We’re here, it’s rainy, work is keeping both of us busy, and life’s strange.

Made some olive bread last night, just to keep the sourdough from getting
all naff and kicking off, you know. Turned out truly fabulously … to the
extent that we’re keeping two loaves for ourselves. Of course, they’re
small, so it’s OK, right? We ended up with small-ish batards – about 8
inches long by about 4 inches wide – because we only used 2 cups of starter
plus about 1 cup of red Cabernet Sauvignon for the liquid.

I’m amazed, really, that we can’t seem to get that really crusty, bubbles in
the middle kind of bread, though. It’s because I put fiber in there, I’m
sure – the loaves LOOK like white bread … but there’s probably about 1/2 a
cup of oat bran in each little loaf. So.

In any event, I’m rambling, because I’m feeling guilty about not writing to
the blog … and how silly is that? It’s time for dinner, and then back to
the salt mine. Actually? It’s NICE having a project with tight deadlines.
It’s something to tear into, and it’s all the better because it’s something
totally new to me.

More in another life.

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